My Father passed away in March, and it has been very difficult for me to deal with. This is one of the reasons I love scrapbooking as it is my catharsis for difficult times. Thanks for Looking!
Journaling Reads: As I grew older, I came to appreciate my dads’ wisdom and opinions more and more. Sure it took problematic puberty, tumultuous teens and the crazy college years to get there; but sure enough, I started to heed the lessons my father took the time to teach me. I anticipated I had many more years of his knowledge to come…
My father passed away quite unexpectedly in March of 2008. It has been very difficult to realize that my father is gone; I’m accustomed to talking to him on a daily basis, whether it’s about politics, finances, religion, corny jokes or his beloved grandchildren. What I can be grateful for at this point in time, are the things my father taught and passed on to me; things I will never forget and that shaped my character and who I am today and will forever be. I have small ears and a love for old movies. I can balance a checkbook and play a decent game of chess. But most of all, my father taught me by example. He dedicated his life to God, family and country. He was a problem solver and never sought to start them. He was an example of perfect humility with just the right balance of pride. I can honestly not remember my dad ever yelling at me, only communicating to me what was important.
I will never forget how my dad answered the telephone whenever I called home. He would say, jokingly, “Hey Sari, what do you want today?” I would always reply, “I want everything, Daddy.” He would say, “Sorry, we’ll all out of everything today!” If I could have my dad answer the phone one more time now, I know my answer to his question would be, I just want you dad.”