My Father Died Today

My father died today.  30 years ago today.  No warning.  Early morning.  Our final moments together we watched sports.  Went to bed.  Then time stood still.

I am not bitter.  His death changed me.  I promised myself I would face adversity.  Smile often.  Forgive even more.  I would treat everyone with respect.  I would hold my tongue.  I would speak the truth.  I would enjoy life's moments and laugh loudly.  Life stops for no man.  Not even for a great man.

Jack was a great man.  If you met him you understand.  If not, then I wish you did.

Every boys relationship with his Dad is complicated.  An early death complicates life even more.
A mans relationship with his Dad is answered by "Are you proud of me?"
This answer I will never know.

These things I do know. I teach my children not to fear adversity.  I teach them to work hard in school and play hard for your coaches.  I teach them to take time to absorb the loss of a cousin or a classmate.  I greet them each morning with a smile.  I say hello and know the name of everyone I meet.  I look my children in the eye and I treat them with respect.  I hold my tongue when needed.  I speak the truth when life demands it.  I choose to forgive every day.   These lessons have served me well.  My teenagers fight these lessons now.  But in their time they will understand.

I enjoy every moment I am given.  I have not been the perfect son, brother, husband, father or friend.  If our paths cross soon (and I hope they do).  Lets toast to our imperfect lives.  With a tear and a laugh.

My father died today.  30 years ago today.  He is alive. He is proud. A promise kept.