Monday, June 9, 2014
Having lost my dad so suddenly I have recently come to understand in a much too personal way that there are some events that all people must go through, endure.
Though I may not know you as a daughter would know a father, I feel that just like all people must experience loss and death in a terrible way, I imagine that most if not all fathers must also go through tough times and have perhaps similar thoughts or questions. Therefore I would like to express to you the thanks I cannot give my own dad, knowing there are things that people should say, could say, and never do.
Thank you for having me. Thank you for trying your best, even though it often may not have been perceived or remembered by any as your best.
Thank you for being you even when I gave you a hard time, didn’t understand it or seemed to not like it.
Thank you for always loving me, even when I wasn’t very lovable.
Thank you for being passionate about things and showing me how a person could do new things by trying even without the expertise or training.
Thank you for taking me on adventures.
Thank you for giving me butterfly kisses, eskimo kisses and making popcorn every Sunday night and oatmeal with raisins every Sunday morning.
Thank you for teaching me to be on time.
Thank you for teaching me to always say please and thank you.
Thank you for listening, even when you didn’t understand.
Thank you for teaching me to fill a gas tank.
Thank you for being a good dad so that I’d know what it looked like when I picked the father of my children.
Thank you for taking me to the Pacific Science Center and IMAX even when I thought I was too old to keep going.
Thank you for sticking around so that I would never have to wonder who you were.
Thank you for being my friend.
Thank you for showing me how to be humble and kind.
Thank you for trying even when you didn’t feel like trying.
Thank you for Long Beach, and teaching me how to fly kites.
Thank you for the time we had and the life you gave us. I will love you and miss you always.