- When I was a little girl, he was in charge of putting my socks on before church one Sunday. I remember vividly how I laughed because he didn't have the knack of putting socks on like mom and it tickled my feet.
- For years my dad was a tea drinker. After work he would make a huge glass of instant tea with sugar. He always seemed to have the right combination and I loved taking drinks from his cup.
- My dad always wore cowboy boots. However, he once bought a pair of Kangaroo tennis shoes (they had a little zipper pocket on them). He tried them on when he got home and challenged us to a race. It was the only time I ever remember my dad racing us and I LOVED it.
- When I was upset, I always went to my room or somewhere outside. My dad would always find me.
- When I was 13 years old my dad taught me how to drive. The two of us would wake up early, go to mass, and then he would take me out to country roads and I would drive. Sometimes we would get home and everyone would still be asleep or at mass and he would make his special hash browns, eggs and bacon. I was a little disappointed when my lessons were over.
- My mom worked as a part-time nurse when we were growing up. She worked every Wednesday night. These were special nights because my dad let us stay up late and watch TV.
- My dad always had a way of making us see the other person's side of view, even when we really didn't want to.
- When my parents got divorced I was an adult. My dad always encouraged me to have a good relationship with my mom (I am glad I do! She too is an awesome person) and even after their divorce, continued to admire her strengths.
- I set my dad up on a blind date with Carol over 17 years ago. All four of us went out to dinner on their first date. Carol was a teacher friend of mine. They hit it off immediately and now she is my mom friend. I have loved watching their relationship blossom.
- He always makes sure I have food that is gluten and dairy free.
- When I visit Wichita now that we have moved away, my special time with my dad is early in the morning. We are both up and spend several hours sitting and talking.
- My dad is not a dog lover. In fact, he has always been afraid of dogs. However, he allowed me to bring Izzy into his house and was able to see her wonderful characteristics.
- I have always felt like my dad's "favorite" child. What I have realized over the years is that each of us six kids are his "favorite" in our own unique way. I love that he always makese me feel so special.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
My dad and Carol met with Hospice yesterday. I hate knowing my dad is in pain. I hate knowing that he won't always be here for me to hug and joke around with. But, I also know that he doesn't like me to be sad. So, I am trying to focus on all the wonderful memories I have of him and let them fill me with his love.