A Year Goes by So Fast
Brace yourself – this may be a long one…Today is so bitter-sweet for me. I am sad, but when I think about it, I am at peace because one year ago today is when my dad was finally given a new body and set free from all the pain he had grown accustomed to for so long. I know he’s in such a better place and I really am thankful for that, but at the same time, I am still so incredibly sad for my loss. It’s hard to believe I’ve survived a year with out him. So much has gone on in that year. So much has changed. I’ve changed. I’m stronger, more independent and I’m at a really good place where I’m excited about the future and all the possibilities for me. I know that I can make it – that I can get through anything life throws my way. Today marks the end to the hardest year of my life. I decided that I am thankful to God that I had my dad for almost 21 years. It’s longer than some people have. I’m also thankful that he’s in a much better place than here. He was so miserable for so long and now I know he’s rejoicing that he is free from all the pain of this world, and not just in the physical sense. Not a day has gone by the past year that I haven’t thought about my dad and wished he was here, and I know not a day will go by in the future that I won’t still feel that way, but because of the way my dad raised me and the lessons he taught me, I am very confident that I am going to be just fine. For the past month, I have been thinking about my dad and missing him more than usual. These are the things I miss the most:
- Calling him because I heard something about the Rangers, or something else that he would want to know.
- Hearing him say “Hi, Sugar” when I would come home from work or during the day to make him lunch.
- Having him coach me, even though he was harder on me than anyone else.
- Being able to ask him about anything. He knew more than anyone I’ve ever met, especially about sports, and if he didn’t know about something – he was honest and said that, instead of making something up like most people.
- It’s weird, but I miss going to chemo with him. We would be there for about 2 or 3 hours and would just talk or play some card game if it was just us.
- Hearing him tell me to be quiet while the Dale Hansen sports was on.
- I hated it, but now I’d give anything to have to go pick up the big sticks that would fall from the trees so he could mow.
- Hearing and watching him preach. Luckily I can still listen to him on tapes. :)
- Watching him coach football and listening to him go on and on about “the boys” which were the last group of 7th graders he coached. They went undefeated and won district. He was so proud of them.
- Seeing him with his grandchildren…there was nothing he loved more than playing with them.
- Making fun of him because once he lost his hair he looked like the Six Flags man when he wore his glasses.
- Listening to him sing to the oldies in the car.
- Hearing him say “I love you, sweet dreams” every night when I went to bed and asking me “Did you sleep good last night?” every morning when I got up.
- Our inside jokes – usually at the expense of my mom.
- The look he’d get when someone said something he thought was totally ridiculous. If you knew him, you know the one I’m talking about. I got this look quite often.
- Taco night – every Wednesday during my senior year and when I’d come home in the summer, we would make tacos together. It was just me and him. A couple weeks before he died, he said “You know what I miss? Taco night.”
- Watching sports movies with him and having him comment on all the things that weren’t accurate. It annoyed me to no end.
- The thing I miss the most is the hugs. He was this big teddy bear and I felt so safe when he hugged me. I have never felt that way since last May. I honestly can’t remember the last time he hugged me with both arms, because for so long, he couldn’t move his left one very much because of the tumor. If I could have just one moment back with my dad in perfect health, all I would want is one more hug.
Ok, sorry if this was depressing. It was teary, but made me smile because I had an amazing dad. I would rather have had 21 years with him than a lifetime with anyone else. I love you, Dad.

