Happy Fathers day to my dad and my husband. Dad- I watched you with mom when she had her Alzheimer's and you showed me how much you loved her with your patience. You had a way of laughing off the silly things like her trying to call us with the remote or trying to change the channel with the phone. I watched the pain in your eyes as she got worse but you never complained. I was almost relieved when she passed because you had a lot of burden lifted off of you and we got the chance to spend more time with you and to grow closer. You will always be my hero and if I can just be a little like you, I feel blessed.
Don- you have always been such a wonderful dad to our kids. I love you more every day and it hurts me so bad to see what you are going through. Forgive me for the days I am short with you. I am trying. Just know I love you very much.
|Dad waiting outside while Jared bbq some delicious ribs!!!|
|Papa and his grandkids|
|This was too cute!|
|He must have "forgotten" that he has bad knees...while my nieces were playing he ran over|
and hid so he could scare them! :)
I know you won't read this, but it is more for me to document events in our lives. I am so happy you came over today and let us spend time together. I am beyond thankful that all 3 kids could be together today, along with my mom and the grandkids! I love days like today when we can relax and let memories be made. I fear that we will forget some memories, so this blog will serve as our reminder.
I know that times can be tough for you-you sometimes get confused and have no clue what is going on. I remember my dad before this awful disease; a strong, caring man who always took care of our family. My dad who coached my softball team almost my whole life; my dad who spent endless hours practicing pitching with me (even if I hated it a bit at the time, but love it now!!); my dad who softly rubs my arm, even as an adult, and makes me feel worthwhile; my dad who showed us what it meant to really work for our money, when we went out every Saturday to help out with landscaping; my dad who made me learn my multiplication facts in 4th grade because I didn't know them, and forced my mom to practice them with me because he didn't always know the answers (he didn't have the privilege of finishing school); my dad who is my hero, no matter what.