Dear Dad,
So much has happened since you passed. The girls are grown,
Jazzy has a beautiful
little boy, named Benjamin who plays the Ukelele and dances
like you wouldn’t believe.
When I first held him, he reminded me so much of you, an old
soul, kind and gentle.
Chrissy is expecting her first a little girl in a couple of
weeks, who we call Baby P. because she and her husband can’t decide on a name
yet.
I had another daughter, Kayla you never had the chance to
meet. She is in her first year of college and she too, reminds me of you with
her sharp wit and Strawberry blonde hair.
Mom passed away six years ago, we never managed to find the
closeness we should have. I know she was lonely, I just didn’t know how to fill
that space. The years have often been unkind and still I wake up each day looking for the joy I know still exists.
.
Dan’s sister Phyllis, who I loved dearly died two years
before I had Kay. I miss her so much. His other sister, Linda passed away last
June, just as we were becoming close. I had just found out two months before, I
have Rheumatoid Arthritis and now Dan is in a rehabilitation center, he had a stroke on February 24 of this year. He is not doing well. I don't know if he will ever be able to come home.
I am so grateful that Marcia and I have become close like sisters should be. She has been a tremendous source of strength and support during this terrible time. I don't know what I would do without her. I appreciate her so much and what a blessing to have her in my life.
I think of you often, what a wonderful father you were to me
and how unfair to have lost you when you were only 53, the same age I am now. I
feel there is so much to be grateful for in spite of all the heartache. You
taught me how to be strong and keep my sense of humor and I am trying to retain
both in the midst of all the heartache. I miss you dad. .I wish you were here to hold me.
Love
Lisa
