Someone posted a comment a few days ago on this blog asking me where I was. I’m sorry there hasn’t been much on here lately…
I admit, I’ve been a little absent. I probably have over 3,000 unread posts in my Google Reader. I’ve been a bit distracted.
Last Monday, my mother called me with the call I’ve dreaded since I knew what death was – my father passed away.
And at that point, the world was instantly changed. I still can’t quite believe that I got on a plane immediately and was home in just a few hours – to plan my father’s funeral with my whole family in Texas.
We held the wake on Friday and the funeral mass was said on Saturday. Even though I saw him in the casket and knew with my intellect that he left us and is now in Heaven with all of the other departed family, it is still hard to believe that he won’t pick up the phone and tell me that he had a great idea for Mom’s birthday present… or give me a hint on how to help get my husband through law school and business school… or tell me how smart he thought I was to be doing what I’m doing with my life and how proud he is of me, his eldest, his daughter.
My mom recently told me that she reads this blog now so I hope she’s not too beside herself with tears at this point, like I am. The emotion is still very raw and it was quite hard to get on that plane last night to come back to my husband.
This is my favorite photo of my Dad – he walked me down the aisle a little over three years ago. He was so happy that day knowing that I married the man of my dreams.
He taught me how to hit a baseball, he taught me how to balance a checkbook, he taught me how to be a good person – because he knew how to do ALL of those things (and so many more) extremely well.
I know he was proud of me, I know that he loved me, and I know that he will forever be with me as I journey through life.