Thanksgiving. The days leading up to this holiday will always be bitter sweet for me. My father died on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. It was a shocking horrible event. It was unexpected and while a lot less painful, I still miss him almost every day.
I wish I could pick up the phone and call him and tell him I love him. I wish he could see my kids. I think he would love them. I wish that I spent more time with him when he was alive. Time only goes forward, and there isn't an opportunity to go backwards. It is important to try and remember to do the things that are important, and focus on the good. I think my Dad would like that I have learned that. finally.
This holiday is bittersweet. It is bittersweet because it is also the anniversary of Bob finding a job. I am thrilled that he found a job that he loves. That things have worked out swimmingly for him. I think that this is the sort of thing we should celebrate, so we do.
Today marks the 10 year anniversay of my fathers death. We are not going to be sad today, we are going to a water park to celebrate Bob's 1 year anniversary. I think my Dad would have liked that..
I can hear him saying.. "You never had it so good."