Here we go again...another sad time for us. I'm learning that we can't avoid sad stuff --- we can only control how we handle it. I feel like we're doing okay, considering.
Papa taught me a lot of things: the value of hard work, how to be funny, and how to get back up when life knocks you down. The most important value he taught me though is how to be strong. And if he can see me, I think he'd be really proud. I planned a memorial service, wrote and delivered his tribute without shedding a tear, and helped Gramy tie up a lot of loose ends. It's hard. Really hard, and I think about him and how he'd be proud of me for being tough, and I can carry on.
Papa was not only a great papa, he was the best dad. He taught us so much, but he also celebrated our differences. I had a very happy childhood and always knew I was loved.
I miss Papa, and I'm 99% sure we were good, but there were so many things I wish I had said or done. I wish I had visited more often. I should have spent more time talking to him at Christmas, and I wish I had just sat and watched TV with him with my head on his shoulder.
So here's my lesson for you: Tell people you love them. Visit often and live in the moment. Life can change so quickly.
I love you so, so much.
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