What a bitter sweet day. I’d be lying if I didn’t wish you were here. I miss you so much. I would have loved to have shared a father’s day with you, yet I know that that was not’s God’s will, but I am so overjoyed to be able to celebrate my “unofficial” father’s day, or as many have said, “Dad to be day”.
As I was reflecting on you and father’s day this week a few memories came to mind, most of which made me appreciate the things you taught me over the years. Thanks for teaching me how to tie a tie, especially cause I love suiting up. Thanks for teaching me how to change a tire. Thank you for also teaching me how to put on tire chains. I remember it was raining when we did it, which made it quite memorable. I’m glad I’m comfortable driving up to the mountains, especially in the winter snow.
I loved our trips to Mammoth growing up. Do you remember when I wasn’t paying attention and I totally veered off to the double black diamond run? Before I realized it, it was too late to get back to the main trail so you went down with me. You were by my side the whole way down and didn’t let me fall. I can’t wait to take my family to go skiing and snowboarding. Hopefully my kid will pay attention to where they’re going, but regardless I will be right next to them leading and guiding them the whole way down, just like you did for me.
I also remember times that I was able to help you out. Like when we replaced the hose on the Acura Legend. You said your arm wasn’t skinny enough but mine was. There was also the time that you needed my help to move the fridge from grandpa and grandma’s to our house and when we were unloading it the fridge fell on me. I actually thought it was pretty funny. In both cases it was great to have that feeling of accomplishment with you. To know that I was able to help you. Thanks for asking, for giving us opportunities to have memories like these. I can’t wait to share these memories with my child and tell them all about their grandpa. I miss you and I love you. Happy Father’s Day!