Happy Birthday, Dad!
Wednesday, November 06, 2013
For the past 88 years, this earth has been hosting the most amazing man, my Dad. He is kind, funny, silly, honest and caring. He teaches me something every day - usually about patience.
Dad was a man who, if he had to sit around very long, would get bored and build a porch or something. He could walk with 4 little kids sitting on his feet, 2 on each foot. He could fix anything except balloons. He was the one we all went to for advice and help. Unlike my Mom, who felt that everyone was entitled to her opinion, Dad would never tell you how to live your life. But if you didn't want to hear the truth of what he though, don't ask him because he wasn't going to sugar coat anything. He thought his kids were perfect just the way they were. It's not that we could do no wrong - we did lots of wrong. But he didn't hold grudges or withhold his love. And he loved my mother until the day she died after 63 years together.
This man is a mere shadow of who he was 20 years ago. He is smaller, shorter and much more frail. But he is still HIM. In true Dad form, this morning I was showing him the posts on Facebook from the family. He said "It's my first time!". "Um, you first time at what, Dad?" "My first time being ME!" Can't really argue with that logic!
He may have forgotten pudding, but he has not forgotten that he loves his family. He may have trouble with what day it is, but he has no trouble wanting to help where he can - and often where he can't. He may not change his clothes or shower on a regular schedule, but his heart is clean and his intentions are honorable. He may be a frail old man, but at 88 he is still my Daddy. True, he is now a juxtaposition of an 88 year old gentleman with a 5 year old with ADD. But he is still the most incredible person I know.
Happy Birthday, Dad. You are one of the good ones!