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something I am grateful for today
Jan. 22nd, 2013 10:13 amMy dad died on this date six years ago. But the only reason I remember that is because I have it written down on my calendar. Otherwise I wouldn't remember.**
But I still instantly remember the date and year that he was born, or when he married my mom. When I think about him, I don't think about how I felt on this day... I think about the times he made us smile, or laugh, I think about the things he did that made him him. Today I am grateful that my memories of him that endure are the good ones.
** one of my very best friends died in the early 90s -- I can remember roughly what year, and roughly what time of year, but none of it exactly, because I didn't write it down. But in his case as well, I instantly remember when he was born. To me it isn't all that important when someone leaves us; what really matters is that they were here. That's how it works for me, at least.
But I still instantly remember the date and year that he was born, or when he married my mom. When I think about him, I don't think about how I felt on this day... I think about the times he made us smile, or laugh, I think about the things he did that made him him. Today I am grateful that my memories of him that endure are the good ones.
** one of my very best friends died in the early 90s -- I can remember roughly what year, and roughly what time of year, but none of it exactly, because I didn't write it down. But in his case as well, I instantly remember when he was born. To me it isn't all that important when someone leaves us; what really matters is that they were here. That's how it works for me, at least.
