Today would have been my dad’s 72nd birthday. He passed away when I was 17 years old and in my senior year of high school. I thought my life was over. Sadly, there have been several other moments like that in my life since then. But lets concentrate on dad. He was my everything. He was an amazing man. He could pretty much do anything with a car or truck. He had an amazing singing voice. His handwriting was so pretty I couldn’t forge it when I was in school. He was kind and caring. He was a volunteer with the fire department. While he had these great attributes he unfortunately had depression, was a smoker and was overweight. He didn’t listen to his doctors after his first heart attack. Sadly I had to be told on the phone by my mom that my dad was gone. I went through so many emotions for a long time after his death. I didn’t know what to do with them all. Now I just simply miss him. It has been 27 years since I said goodbye. I know I will see him again one day.
Also on dad’s birthday I am riding for the first time in almost a year. I stopped riding in March after finding out I had a torn meniscus in my right knee. I went through physical therapy then I had surgery in September followed up by more physical therapy. I finally got to a point where I felt I could handle riding. Lets just say my nerves where more on remembering how to do the reports system and working the radio. Two calls in and I am surviving. Have a good evening!
Candyce The Royal Purple Queen