Happy Birthday, Dad
Today would've been my Dad's 85th birthday. It's really hard to believe he's been gone for 4 years now. It seems like it was both yesterday and also forever ago that he died. I think the shock of having him die the morning of his scheduled heart surgery is still there. I just didn't see that coming.
It may be Dad's birthday, but I keep thinking of the gifts he gave me: his wit, his humor, his strong moral compass (which I may get around to using someday), and the best gift of all -- a love and some talent for music. Dad was a self-made man, and I try to remember the determination he showed when I feel down and out. He was a natural teacher, in habit if not profession, and I thank him for giving that ability to me. In short, I see my father's reflection in my life, and I thank God for that.
Even the things that Dad gave me that aren't so great -- a temper, an addictive personality (Dad had been an alcoholic in recover for almost 50 years at his death), and a depressive disorder -- have taught me lessons in patience, endurance, and responsibility. He defeated many of his demons with Christ's help, and set forth an example for me to follow.
My world is a bit smaller without him in it, but I know that he is happy, healthy, and better than he has ever been. And someday, we will harmonize again. Happy birthday, Dad. My current music is for you and your high school, college, and Coast Guard band days. I think of you whenever I hear it. Much love.....
It may be Dad's birthday, but I keep thinking of the gifts he gave me: his wit, his humor, his strong moral compass (which I may get around to using someday), and the best gift of all -- a love and some talent for music. Dad was a self-made man, and I try to remember the determination he showed when I feel down and out. He was a natural teacher, in habit if not profession, and I thank him for giving that ability to me. In short, I see my father's reflection in my life, and I thank God for that.
Even the things that Dad gave me that aren't so great -- a temper, an addictive personality (Dad had been an alcoholic in recover for almost 50 years at his death), and a depressive disorder -- have taught me lessons in patience, endurance, and responsibility. He defeated many of his demons with Christ's help, and set forth an example for me to follow.
My world is a bit smaller without him in it, but I know that he is happy, healthy, and better than he has ever been. And someday, we will harmonize again. Happy birthday, Dad. My current music is for you and your high school, college, and Coast Guard band days. I think of you whenever I hear it. Much love.....