I am so grateful for all of the people who read my post about my Dad and shared so many lovely memories. I couldn’t help but think of this post I wrote a few years back about him. Maybe it will help save someone’s loved one from premature death. My father should still be here. He should have been able to meet his first granddaughter. The way he was taken from us was unfair and heartbreaking. I can only hope that I inspire others to remember that nobody ever promised us tomorrow. Care for those you love today in any way that you can.
Who knew a simple nursery rhyme could say so much?
“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again.”
My father wasn’t an egg.
He wasn’t fragile. In fact, he was an all-star athlete. Even at 69 years old, he was very active. He went to the gym, bowled, played with his grandchildren, and drove all over the place, living life.
But if he had been an egg, he would’ve been a good one.
When he was still alive, I knew everybody loved him. He was full of life. Always ready to tell a story or give advice to anyone. But it wasn’t until after he died, that I was able to see the room of people at his wake that overflowed into the hallway, not to mention those who could not attend…
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