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Remembering My Dad


I miss my dad every now and again. When something good happened, my recent promotion and raise is a good example, I’d take him golfing or out to dinner. When my girls accomplished something new we’d all go out… Then there are the hard times. It used to be when I had a rough go I could call him up and bounce things off him to get a sense of direction.

A blogger I follow was lamenting the fact he’d gotten a flat on a ride the other day and had to have his dad pick him up. He wondered how sad it was the task fell on his dad after all these years.

All I could think of was how much I wished I could call my pop and ask him to pick me up… for anything.

Folks, hug your mom and/or dad if you can. When they’re gone, they’re really gone and all you’ll wish for is one more hug. Well, maybe wait for the vaccine, first. That way your mom doesn’t try to karate chop you as you go in for that hug. I did call my father-in-law a couple of times yesterday over Duo to talk football and his 38-year anniversary, and that was just about good enough. I’m in-law lucky that way. I won the lotto, actually.

Just a thought.


14 Comments

  1. fergysun says:

    It’s with him in mind that you share the important things..

  2. unironedman says:

    Too true, Jim. I’m lucky in that I have both parents next door. The only downside is that I have both parents next door 😉

    (But I wouldn’t change it)

  3. Sheree says:

    Well said though sadly I didn’t win the in-law Lotto.

  4. Lisa M. Boyd says:

    Some days after 38 years I hardly remember my dad. I am having a tattoo in memory of him done. It is absolutely perfect in honor of him. It will have Mount Rainer which he climbed 7 times, books, and his favorite saying. Then birds flying off the summit. I am so excited! Great share! Love the ones we have while we have them! Love hard! Hug big! Blessings Jim!

  5. Tony says:

    Nice post, Jim. Losing a parent is definitely one of the turning points in every person’s life. For a long time after my father passed away I found myself reflexively thinking how I couldn’t wait to tell him about something that happened in my life, only to realize that I couldn’t because he was gone. It is definitely a ‘growing up’ experience that each of us must go through. You are exactly right, when they are gone, they are gone forever.

  6. cheriewhite says:

    Such a heart touching post. My dad passed away from Leukemia in 2005 and it was the hardest thing for me. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of him. I often wonder how he’d look today- maybe he’d be completely silver haired rather than salt and pepper, maybe a few more wrinkles. Would his beard and mustache be completely silver too? This may sound strange but I think about this a lot and I smile when I think of him. Know that I feel your pain and I’m so sorry for your loss.

    • bgddyjim says:

      Thanks, Cherie. I don’t think about my dad all that often anymore, but when I do it’s always wonderful looking back. I’m sorry for your loss, too.

  7. Sue Slaght says:

    A great reminder Jim that reaching out to those we love while we can is so important. Wonderful that your father-in-law and you are close. Not a replacement of course for your own Dad but I expect, a great comfort.

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