Father’s Day Is Different For My Family Now
Father's Day has a different feel for me now that my Dad is gone. He passed away over 5 years ago from small cell carcinoma...brain cancer. I hate cancer!
When November 25th, December 12th, May 5th and Father's Day roll around I think of him even more than I do any other day of the week.
November 25th is my parents wedding anniversary. Watching how my parents acted together always put a smile on my face. My Dad would walk out to the kitchen to get a treat (he had a horrible sweet tooth) and my Mom would be preparing something for dinner. Dad would walk up behind her, pinch her or pat her on the behind, kiss her cheek and smile. Mom would give him that "Gene! Quit now!" trying not to smile. They had an amazing love!
December 12th was my Dad's birthday. He wasn't much on celebrating it but he loved that you remembered. We celebrated a lot of birthdays with him.
May 5th was the day my Dad passed away. I can't even think about it. I remember getting the phone call at work and that is all I'm going to say about that date.
On Father's Day I love to look at old family pictures. My Mom and Dad were very stylish in their day. Mom had some of the cutest dresses and Dad was always in a collared shirt, tucked in, his hair combed back with a little bit of Brylcream to hold it. I always loved the smell of my Dad after he would shower, shave and put on his Old Spice.
I had a dream one night that my Dad was visiting. It was a simple, short dream. He came to me in his Sunday suit, all cleaned up and smelling like he just got out of the shower. He turned his face for me so that I could kiss him on his cheek. I woke with the smell of him still lingering and I swear I felt his whiskers on my lips. My Dad LOVED to give his kids, grandchildren and even his great grandchildren those whisker burns. We would laugh until we had tears in our eyes.
I miss him every day and I wish I could say less and less every day but it doesn't seem to change. I still smile every time I think of him. I know that right now he is where he wants to be. He doesn't miss me but he can't wait to show me the amazing place where he is enjoying the company of many of his friends and family.
So, if you still have your Dad in your life. Go visit him! Call him! Spend time with him! If you have fought, make amends! Listen to every word they say. Take it all in. Remember his smell and how he carries himself.