Aimee- His Daughter
I used to say to my kids when they said something negative "Are you building up or tearing down?" It occurred to me the other day maybe that I got that from my dad. He saw the good in me, my siblings, his grandchildren and his wife. He looked past the flaws and built people up by Saying how pretty they are or how proud of them he was or how smart they are. Even with dementia it wasn't more than 2-3 months ago my dad told me again how proud he was of me that I went on to get my doctorate and every time I went to visit he always would tell me how pretty he thought I was. He was always taking me and my sisters and brother bowling, to the movies, out to eat or just playing monster at home. – Fe Fi Fo Fom here I come he would say. Those were special times. He also taught me all about football as I started attending Cowboy games with him around elementary age up into my 20s. My dad also took me to see the Harlem Globetrotters when they came to town when I was younger as I loved to watch them play. He also came and watched me play basketball in junior high. I was blessed on my birthday on August 7 after waking up sad that this birthday I wouldn't hear both my parents singing to me on the phone but then my phone rang and I heard my mom say okay Aimee is on the phone and from his hospital bed my dad sang Happy Birthday to me. The Wednesday before he came home one last time I went to spend the night with him as I knew that would be my last time with just me and him. I was so happy when he opened his eyes and spontaneously told me "I love you sweetie" and then we talked the next two hours about why he couldn't leave and other things I couldn't understand and listening to his favorite music while he held my hand tight. I also had to convince him to not rip off his heart monitor again or go for the IVs. I told him all that would come off when he went home on moms birthday. I guess the next morning he thought it was time to go as he woke up and ripped off the monitor and went for the IVs. My dad was a family man and a homebody. How appropriate he died in his own home surrounded by his me and my sisters. We love you dad.