Fundamental Fridays: Love you through it <3

Although my dad passed from stomach cancer the true meaning of this song applies.  He was scared but I think we loved him through it.  Open the following site  if you would like to listen while you read I’m going to love you through it.

As I sit across from my dad’s hospital bed, I think back over the years of how strong and bigger than life he has always been to me.  I think of the times he would drop me off at school because I could not wake up on time.  How the one time in my life I reached out for my mom he stepped in and held my hand.  He gave me the courage to accept the reality of it all.  I think how I could not remember one single day in my dad’s life he was sick in bed.  He did have a heart attack very early in life but came out of the hospital fit as a fiddle after surgery. He changed his life style.   He was not even fazed.  He and I were never close when I was growing up.  I was a bit of a handful, more than he or mom could handle; and apparently, that started at age two when I ran away and the police found me about a mile away. I do not remember this, but no one ever let me forget it.

A few years ago my dad found himself helping to take care of Susan, a young woman and a victim of MS.  Her death had a profound affective on my dad.  So much so, it changed his life and a new relationship between us was born.  For eight years we called each other daily.  I felt he was projecting his feelings for Susan but I did not care.  I had my dad in my life.  What I thought was a fad, turned out to be a true and unending love.  Everyday for eight years we talked emailed or face booked.  He wrote a piece on FB that explained why the economy was tanking.  Then called to tell me that politicians were reading his post because he just heard a presidential candidate speech that repeated his post word for word.

My dad was wise, but yet, a bit naive, strong but gentle,  a wise cracker but kind, a man among men, a man with humor, an entertainer, a breakfast cooking fool. A man that raised and loved a son that turned out to be a most wonderful father and husband. He was a loving grandfather that would love so hard he inspired his oldest grandson to greatness as well.  He loved and prayed for a grandson that finally found his way, a granddaughter he thought the world of and praised her artistic talents.  He found hope and happiness in his other grandsons too. He took such pride in their athletic abilities, their intelligence as well as their creativity.   He was a great-grandfather to 4 awesome kids.  But most of all, my dad was a compass, a beacon of light for a little girl lost, that would be me.

In the end, my daddy put forth such an effort to live.  One that would rival any championship boxer, any basketball team even U of M, any sports team on earth.  My dad was one of two known people to survive an acute yeast infection in the blood according to the team of doctors he had. He made his doctors and surgeons cry.   He made his nurses hold on to one another. He made his family cling to one another. He had the love of his life and in the end she let him know how much she loved him.   He wanted to live more than any person I have ever known.  He did not want to leave my brother,  his daughter in law who stayed with him and cared for him just as hard as his own children, his grandsons, his granddaughter, his great grandkids,  his two precious doggies that got him through the day Susan and Gizmo and  his daughter (me).

My daddy, I love you and I thank you for giving me life, for loving me for who I turned out to be warts and all.  I pray we brought you comfort and enough courage to pass on to your next adventure.  We wanted to be with you every minute so you would not die alone.  I pray we loved you through it.

 

Wait at the gate for me daddy for it is you I want to see when I get there.

My daddy started the fundamental me.  My Daddy, my life,  November 16, 1932 to October 13, 2011  Passed from  Colon/Stomach Cancer. .

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13 thoughts on “Fundamental Fridays: Love you through it <3

  1. My dear dear friend..I am so very sorry…I am sending you hugs of the warmest kind.
    Your Dad is now with The Lord, his Maker and Creator..no more pain, no more illness..just peace and happiness.

    My thoughts are with you and with your family

  2. I’m so sorry to hear about your dad. This story kind of brought my heart to tears. It made me realize that this can happen to any of us. I felt each of your pain as well as the joy of having your dad at your side , the beautiful relationship of a father to his daughter. I wish the story ended happily but life can be unkind. But what is important is that you love him and he loves you back and that you shared his last days in the most beautiful and memorable way. Thank you for sharing. I pray that whereever your dad is, he’s in a happy place. God bless you always.

  3. Please forgive me if I misspelled anything or if my grammar was wrong. I wrote this at two in the morning while on a date with the King (Crown Royal) The first thing I did this morning was jump on to confirm I did not post it yet. HAHA Jokes on me cause there it was in all its glory – posted. To late to start over because my dear blogging friends already left wonderful comments. My heart and tears were in it just not my brain. Thank you dear friends for the kind words.

  4. Oh, LiaBoK. I’m sorry for your loss. How courageous he was and you were to be there with him these years and to the end. I know it gave him comfort to have you in his life. Grief is tough. Take it easy and take good care of yourself. Hugs and prayers to you and your family…

  5. I am so sorry for your loss. Thank you so much for sharing this deeply heartfelt message. I’m glad you didn’t edit it. Raw is exactly how this story was meant to be told. Peace and comfort be with you and your loved ones at this difficult time.

    What a powerful song also. A beautiful message.

  6. Thank you all for the wonderful comments. I am sorry I did not reply to each one of you. I just have not been myself these last few days. I am praying that this does not last long. And if I know prayers I know it will be answered. You are all such wonderful, thoughtful, and lovely people.

  7. I so much relate to this. I’m sorry for your loss, and I hope you will feel better as time goes on. My Dad passed away in 2003 from Cancer, Multiple Myeloma it’s such a helpless feeling. Hugs to you!!

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