A letter to my Dad from your Daughter,
It’s hard to believe it’s been 5 months since you went on to the next life. In my mind, you’re still in the hospital and I just haven’t been able to visit in a while. But I can imagine you’d say something like, don’t worry about it, take care of your family. It’s hard to believe we don’t have our Friday night calls anymore. I use to enjoy our conversations bitching about whatever we wanted to bitch about when Mom was out every Friday night grocery shopping. Yep grocery shopping. We’d talk about politics and how you liked Trump and hoped insurance would get better because since you started cancer treatments your insurance has almost tripled. It’s hard to believe you met baby Brantley right when he left the nicu on Labor Day being one week old and now he’s almost 9 months old and I can’t tell you about how big his smile is. And you missed his first Christmas. And how Braxten just turned 2 and hugs and kisses his baby brother everyday. And how in 4 days, Brayden is graduating from 4th grade and going middle school. It’s hard to believe, Mom has flown twice now by herself without you. And kind of funny. You’d laugh at her silly comments about where to go and going to the wrong terminal. (She made it don’t worry) . And yes she flew first class, which you wouldn’t approve of, but she loves it. It’s pretty funny her expression when the fight attendant gives her a wet towel. She started to clean her seat with it. Haha. It’s hard to believe I went to Disney World with Mom and you weren’t there. I know you’re not a big fan of hot humid weather and long lines but hey that’s Disney right? Certain rides always made me think of you, especially Pirates of the Caribbean. I missed Steven not being there with us but thinking of all the memories of us going there since I was 3, made me smile. It’s hard to believe Steven is going to have a baby boy in 8 days and you won’t be able to hold him. Even though I have 3 boys, I hope it would make you smile to know he is having a baby boy as well and carrying on the last name Friot. Father’s Day will be hard because you’ll be so missed. But I know you’ll be smiling down happy knowing Travis, the kids, and I are all together in Washington D.C. with Mom on Steven’s first Fathers Day with his family. It’s hard to believe 2 seasons have gone by already. Winter was so cold when we went to say goodbye. I went to see you after your Cancer Walk and the trees and spring flowers bloomed beautifully over you and the lake view insight was very peaceful. I hope that put a smile on your face. It’s hard to believe you didn’t get to see the Patriots win yet another Super Bowl and another ring for Tom Brady (Mom’s boyfriend). And watch Trump be sworn into the White House. The Celtics are in the playoff right now but are getting beat bad by the Cavaliers, so we’ll see. It’s hard to believe you worked so hard your whole life and now you would’ve been 65 today, officially retired. And cannot do all the things you wanted to go do and go see. It makes me mad . And sad. But I’m happy you don’t have to suffer anymore. I missed you today. Hope you’re smiling down on us. We had Bud Light for you tonight.
Happy Birthday Dad. I love you.