I remember being at Mom and Dad's cause Loretta and Carrol were coming down. Dad was having a pretty decent day. He watched the Cub game and when
Rett and Carrol got there he sat out on the porch with them. I remember Kim bringing him in saying that Grandpa is tired and wants to go lay down. Kim put him to bed. We continued to sit out on the porch visiting.
Rett and Carrol headed home. Then shortly after that I headed home. I wasn't home but only a few minutes when I got the call. Dad wasn't breathing so I headed back. When I walked in Dad was on the floor and Mike and his wife were administering CPR. I knew when I walked in that he was gone. Mom gave me a phone and told me to call the others. I couldn't get a signal one on any cell phone and they were on the land line with 911. I wanted to throw the cell phones. The ambulances arrived, one from
Cville and one from Sparta. The land line was open and I started calling. Next hours and minutes are a blur. One by one family members arrived. Dad had went in to rest and went peacefully. His fight was over. No more pain from the tumors, although he never complained of any pain at least to Mom or myself. No more radiation, no more chemo. This is the first year that I don't have Mom here to help me through this. 5 years and still hurts like hell. I went to the cemetery this morning. Kim, Candice and the girls went with me. I thank God for them every day, don't know what I would do without them. They make the really hard days, like today bearable. Love my Bird and Turtle, their smiles get me through. A double whammy today, cause it is also Renee's birthday. After we got back from Van, I ran over to Ivan's to check in. He was actually at Sparta so I missed him, but he was keeping busy working on his chimney. I am going to head back over tomorrow. On my way back from Ivan's, I took the scenic route as I call it. It is where I stay off the main roads, traveling down roads I have never been on. The best part is I have the music jamming and thinking of nothing but the music and the good times. The normal 20 minute ride home took about an hour, probably not smart seeing how gas prices are, but what the hell on this day I needed some QT with me myself and I and the music.
Sept. 6
Happy Birthday Renee.
And Dad, I can't believe it has been 5 years. I miss you so much. Love you, from your spoiled rotten brat.
Next here are some links to some videos I finally uploaded. Like I said I am a slacker!
