Happy Father's Day: Part III
Monday, June 22, 2009

I always thought my dad had nine lives. Throughout his life, he survived a head-on collision, being hit by a car in a cross walk, and even shot (just to name a few). So when he passed away last month at the age of 58 from heart failure, it came as quite a shock. There is something about the finality of death that conjures up emotions in people they never knew they had. Perhaps for me, it's because it brings to the surface so many memories--more negative than positive--of the time we spent in this life together, the type of man he was, and the type of man I had so wished he'd become.

I guess you could say my dad was a rebel, which meant that asking him to conform to a traditional lifestyle as a husband and father was like trying to cage a wild bird. It just wasn't in his nature. Once I realized and accepted that about him, I was able to move forward in my life, with or without him.

Most of his life was spent fighting demons--one right after another it seemed. But he was also an intelligent man with a gift and passion for carpentry. A true master of his craft. In fact, I had always looked forward to the day when he might sit down with Eric and me to sketch out drawings for the house we would one day have custom built.

This past month, I've been grieving not the loss of my father because I did that many years ago. Rather, I'm grieving the loss of the person he will no longer have the opportunity to become. But like all things, it will get easier with time. More than anything, I'm just so thankful that my dad is finally--for once--at peace. As are my sister and I.


Blogger Shelly had this to say:

Ah Catrina! I've been trying to put my finger on what it is that amazes me so much about you - especially after hearing of your dad's passing and a little of his life. I think I've got it - you allow yourself to be healed. I've never met anyone as willing to forgive, even when it wasn't earned...it's inspiring.

June 26, 2009 at 3:35 PM 

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