Today would have been my Dad's birthday...
Off the top of my head I can't remember how old he would have been. I want to say 66 but it could be off by a year or two. Now now... don't go thinking bad of me because I don't know. There's more to this.
07/28/1970 - I was born
1972 - My parents split/Mom gets custody - Dad went his way.
04/1974 - My Mom marries my (bastard) step father (sorry K&S.. I love you, but he was horrible to me). We move to Hell... oh I mean NC to live near my step-family.
1987-1988 - We leave my step-father and move to Stony Point. (or whatever that was).
I get a letter from a cousin I didn't know I had. Her name is Brenda. We are close (although since I moved away, not so much) now but I didn't know I had cousins in TN at the time.
We write back and forth and she tells me that my Father wants to send me a letter.
1988 - Get a letter from my Dad.
09/1990 - Darin & I get married. I meet my Dad for the first time in 18 years.
07/1992 - Darin & I have split.. I move to TN to live with my Dad.
late 1992 - I move out of my Dad's. Yeah, that didn't work.
1993 - My Dad marries my Step-monster.. mother .. Sue.
Yeah ok.. so she & I don't get along. Bitch. So my relationship with my Father diminishes.
07/26/1996 - Terry & I get married. My Dad is thrilled and we start to have a decent relationship again.
07/1997 - My Dad & Sue get divorced.
07-24-1997 - My Dad died. My cousin Mark (Brenda's brother) found him in his recliner where he slept alot. The paramedics came, but I had been trained as an EMT so I knew there was no saving him. They took him to the hospital/morgue and we took the recliner down to the river that ran right beside his house and burned it.
07/27/97 - We bury my Dad with a military funeral. This is the day that seals the fact I do NOT want a funeral. That was the most heart wrenching, disgusting, hard, terrible thing I've been through in my life (even worse than divorce).
Have you paid attention to the dates? My Dad dies 2 days before my 1st anniversary and 4 days before my 27th birthday.
Today.. would have been my Dad's birthday. You were an ass Daddy.. but you were my Daddy and I loved you for the small time we had together and I miss you a lot.

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*Sniff* *Sniff*
Love ya, Tink...
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