Happy Father’s Day
It was so good to talk to you today. To hear your voice, and to have you sound like my father was such an overwhelming relief. I check on you through the home weekly, but after my last visit to see you, I have been unable to put myself through that much emotional pain again, so soon. I cannot begin to imagine how lost you felt without Mommy those first few months. 71 years of marriage is a lifetime. You two were truly one. A love story for the Lifetime channel.
But as your daughter, I could not bear to see and hear you so broken.
I also use pretty much all of my mental/emotional strength keeping my own little family held together.
I can’t be falling apart.
So I prayed and prayed, not knowing what to pray for, simply crying out to God to help my Daddy.
And God answered by giving you a roommate. A man your age. A WWII soldier. A man of your own era. The Greatest Generation. And you are adjusting to your new life. I have heard some pretty cute stories about the two of you competing; how you are no longer dependent on your wheelchair, requesting a WALKER like your friend! My heart soared upon hearing that.
I hear that you smile a lot now.
And you tell beautiful stories about you and Mommy falling in love.
You fold laundry and help water the trees.
So The Lord, God, nudged me today to pick up the phone and add a call to the card and the pictures I sent you . . .
And there you were.
It was my turn to sob.
Because I still need my Daddy.
Thank you for coming back, even if it was just today.
Brawny Man has one week off from chemo, so we will be driving to Tucson next weekend to see you.
Because a Daddy’s Girl always needs her Daddy.
I love you to eternity.