It has now been a year since Dad left us. He went home to be with the Lord on December 10, 2007. The anniversary of his passing came and went without much fanfare. I had planned to maybe put something in the paper in remembrance, but when the time came I just couldn't think of anything that I felt would be adequate to express how much we miss him. Dad would have just rolled his eyes anyway! Ha Ha!! Anyway, I got through the anniversary okay. As Christmas approached, I started feeling a little emotional. I was adament about maintaining some of Dad's traditions (and I think I almost drove TJ crazy with that whole thing).
Christmas was absolutely wonderful! Lorelai was so into all the Santa stuff (even though I was telling her at least a 100 times a day that it was the birthday for Jesus -- I WILL work that into her brain one day -- LOL). We had a wonderful Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. My family came over for Christmas dinner. And Mikey (Mandy's husband) surprised us all with copies of a pencil drawing he had made of Dad. He absolutely captured Dad in his drawing, so much so that I can't even look at it right now (he is so very talented). I'll try to post a scanned version of it at some point. Anyway, when I saw the picture, I just burst into tears. I mean really, really sobbing. I had to go in my bedroom to compose myself. Then when I came back out, I hugged Mikey and just sobbed in his arms while thanking him. What I realize now is that for the past year, I've been trying to "hold it all together" for the sake of the family. I absolutely forbade myself to cry at his memorial service. I didn't shed a tear when I delivered his eulogy (at his request I might add - no sadness allowed). For the past year, I've been "handling things" for the estate, keeping the household bills paid, and helping Mom where I can. For the past year I haven't grieved the loss of my Dad.....my mentor.....my best friend. So now I'm back on a roller coaster of emotion. It's almost like losing him all over again. This time I'm going to allow myself to grieve him. I'm going to cry and feel the pain. (I am especially talented at avoiding emotional pain -- and that "talent" has hurt me in the past. I refuse to go there again -- my therapist would be so proud -- LOL.) I know in my heart of hearts that my dad is with the Lord and is having the time of his life. And I am so happy in the knowledge that I will see him again. But I miss him.......and now I'm going to admit that.
Don't let this be a downer. This is actually a milestone for me and I'm happy to be grieving as wierd as that sounds. This was still one of the best Christmas's I've ever had and the New Year is just days away. My life is in a beautiful place and I thank God every day for my friends, family, health, etc.
Love to all of you guys....
Until later....
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