I’m hijacking my mother’s blog today. Twelve years of
hearing about dad from her perspective. I thought I’d put it in my perspective
this year. Last night I stayed up late watching Red. My mom watched it with me, which is shocking if you grew up
with the lady. Never once do I remember her sitting through an entire movie
much less an action flick. She didn’t even pull out her knitting, though she
had it by her the whole time. During one of the more intense scenes where Bruce
Willis is stepping calmly out of a moving car, shooting a gun at another car
heading towards him, mom asked, “do you think Dad would have liked this movie?”
To which I replied, “Heck yeah Dad would have LOVED this movie.” I’d even go as
far as saying he would’ve come joined Russ and I at the Imax for Red 2. Mom says that she regrets that
part the life we used to know. She says that she wishes she would’ve sat and
watched more movies with Dad. She says that he mastered the art of idleness
during his long weeks in the hospital. He was really good at sitting back and
taking it easy on a regular basis, but I don’t think that it is something my
Mom should regret. Evening movies was our time with our dad. Dad rarely watched
a movie by himself, and while Dad was mastering the art of idleness, mom was
going insane adapting to the necessity of multi-tasking. While Dad was
recovering, Mom was leading a triple life, of supportive wife, devoted mother
of 5, and business extraordinaire. Someone had to do it all, and she really
stepped up to the plate. I’m positive that there was some major divine
intervention for this young family as Dad struggled and then triumphed through
so much illness.
Today I remember a Man that could do anything. Never was
there such a goal maker and achiever. Never was there such a kind and devoted
Father, loving Husband, wonderful Doctor, son, brother, and devoted servant of
God. My Dad was so many things to so many people but behind this mountain of a
man there was always a steady and able woman, and I know he would agree with me
when I say, that he never would’ve achieved what he did without the patience
and tender love from his incredible wife.
We all love you Mom, Dad left this world on a pedestal and
we know that sometimes it seems unfair how highly he is regarded while you were
left behind to carry on alone, but you are right up there with him.
1 comment:
All of this is so true. Love you mom. Miss you dad. Thanks Traci for saying it.
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