As I am remembering my Daddy as the anniversary of his passing nears, I am so grateful for all the many lessons he taught me in life. Here are just a few that come to mind.
Family is important! There was nothing more important to my Dad than Mom and his girls (nor his son-in-laws and grands when they came along). He worked hard all of his life to provide for and protect us. There was security in the fact that Daddy was taking care of us. He was never happier than when he had all of us together … kids, grands, great-grands.
Marriage can be forever. Mom and Dad set an excellent example for us all about how to be committed to our spouse for life. When mom got sick, he stood by her and cared lovingly for her until the day she died. Their marriage may not have always been perfect, but they never quit. They loved each other deeply until the very end. (I can only imagine what the reunion was like when she met him at the gates.)
I can accomplish anything I put my mind to. Daddy was my biggest cheerleader. He supported me in everything I ever did, whether it was playing softball, singing in the youth ensemble or going back to school in my forties. He always told me if there was something I wanted to do, to think it through, make a plan, and go for it as hard as I could. He was always in the background cheering me on.
Never let anyone tell me I can’t do anything because I was a girl. Daddy raised Julie and I to be strong and independent women. He taught us to change the tires and check the oil in our cars before he would let us drive. He taught us to think and plan logically. He taught us to stand up for ourselves and not let any one take advantage of us. He took great pride when he heard of situations where we proved to others that we may be girls but we were strong and capable.
He loved me unconditionally. I never doubted Daddy’s love. He proved it everyday. Even when I screwed up and did something stupid. He always said he loved me no matter what.
It is OK to be tender and cry. If you knew my Daddy, you know how big he was. He was 6’4” tall and would scare off potential boyfriends with just a look. However, as I grew up I realized he was a big teddy bear. I will never forget hearing him and Mom talking in their room after Tom asked him for my hand in marriage … he was crying. Then watching him as he held each of his grands and great-grands for the first time … there were glistening eyes and big huge grins.
I could go on forever. Daddy taught me well! I am so very grateful for all the lessons Daddy taught me. Thank you, Daddy!!!!! I love you and I miss you!