He used to decorate the entire house, garage and every bush and tree with Christmas lights. He even took big sheets of wood from the garage and stapled the lights to them in a way that read "God bless you all" and put it out on the lawn. You could see them from all the way down the street.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you. And though it hasn’t gotten any easier to face the moments when I wish you were here, it has become easier to see that ‘here’ is not where I once thought it was.
Today, would have been my father's 60th birthday. So today, I spent a lot of time crying - wishing I could tell him how much I love him and thank him for how much he has taught me.
So I thought that the next best thing would be to share some of those lessons which have shaped who I am today, as a way to recognize him for being such a great father to me for 30 years of my life. Here are a few of the phrases he always used to say:
I wear his necklace and sometimes I spray his cologne on my pillow. Sometimes I walk into his closet and hug enough of his XXL long sleeve, collared shirts so that it feels big enough to be him. I try to remember exactly what the hugs felt like... and I keep wishing I had hugged him longer.
My Dad once said to me, “If you’re not living on the edge, you’re taking up too much space.” He was laughing when he said it – he said he’d heard it once and thought it was funny.
His favorite expression was ‘try somethin’ different.’ For my spring break senior year of college, I told him I wanted to visit him in Florida and just relax around the house. When I got there, he had a camper parked in the driveway.