Wordful Wednesday

One of my original blog inspirations Angie at Seven Clown Circus started Wordful Wednesday, and this Wednesday I have lots of words so I thought I'd join in.





Dad
August 27, 1939-November 16, 2007

Things I learned from you...
Always greet people with a smile.
Everyone deserves to be respected.
Don't judge, there is always more than one side to every story.
Live with grace.





Love a party, firewood makes a great baton, when you feel so moved by the music.

The birthday song sounds soooo much better through a kazoo.

Dad died of respiratory failure 2 days after being diagnosed with ALS. We think he had gone undiagnosed for about 5 years. He fought so hard to stay healthy, as he got weaker and weaker, he worked harder and harder to get stronger. It was always a losing battle, he just never knew. I felt so proud of him, he was so determined to get well, and because of that he never went into a wheelchair, and lived on his own until his last hospitalization the week before he died. He must have been so afraid and confused by how bad he felt, and never said a word to me or my sisters because he didn't want to upset us.
He loved my kids and knew them so well. The dresses he bought Alexa she would wear almost everyday they were clean, and he always got the boys the best 'boy things' bows and arrows, rubber band guns, water guns...They miss him all the time. He used to live on our street, and when Travis noticed someone had moved into his place he said,'That's Poppa John's house...those people aren't allowed in there.' It will always be Poppa Johns place.

Love you Dad....I miss you every day.