It has been close to three weeks since my dad passed away. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has sent us cards, flowers and I have amazing friends who have dropped by to say hello and to bring us dinner. At times I am overwhelmed by what my dad has left behind. He was always so sunny (well 99% of the time) and just full of sprite and spirit that there is well just a bit of a void here since he has gone. There is no way around it since he was just so full of life.
But each day gets better. I know that the hardest part of all for processing all of this is for my mom. They were together many many years. I am sure all the little things remind my mom that my dad isn't here anymore. At the same time as we get all her affairs in order, we can see her thinking about a future without my dad. It is just little whispers at this time of hope but at lesat it is still there.
My days have been filled since my last post with getting projects and products ready for CHA. Half the time while my dad was sick, I felt like I was just surviving with everything I needed to do. But thankfully, I am surrounded by an amazing team and amazing friends who help me when I need it. I am not good about asking for help but I have at this time. It is hard but I will survive. We all do.
I have filled my time with work and my family and also creating:
We are having a blog swap this week at Maya Road and I wanted to create something that documented my parents with their 5 grandchildren. This will be posted later this week on the DT blog.
And this weekend, I am participating in a mud run called the Warrior Dash. Just something to keep my mind off of things but happy to be joined by friends for this run. A 3.24 mile run with about 14 obstacles to overcome.
And mostly we are all starting to breathe again and live life. My family has started planting flowers in our yard. My kids are playing outside. My mom is starting to enjoy her time with her grandkids. Just the little things we didn't really have time for while my dad was sick. And when there are times I miss my dad, I remember that he really isn't that far away. I look at my kids and even sometimes at myself and realize that we have some of his crazy genes and joy for life and I smile. And I know my dad is smiling down from Heaven too.