It's with a very heavy heart that I write this. My Dad passed away early Saturday morning. He was getting ready for work and had a massive heart attack. My Mom came home from work and and along with the help of a neighbor (thank you, Dana) tried to revive him. He's gone and my heart is broken. I feel broken.
My Dad was the best Father on the planet. He was the best guy. He knew everyone and was friends with everyone. He always had a smile on his face and would even ask strangers how they were doing. He taught me to look people in the eye and smile. He was a kind man and a good man. He always did what he thought was best for all of us (even when we hemmed, hawwed and complained.) I knew this day would come and I knew that there would be a time when his daily phone calls would stop. I'm just devastated.
I had set up a few blog posts the other day so that's what you'll be seeing the next couple of days. I don't know what I'm doing yet but I'll have my phone (internet) and will try to respond to anything anyone needs as soon as possible. I have some very big news coming up this week and I'm trying to keep busy so that I don't have to think about things. Art journaling has helped but nothing will fill the big gaping hole in my heart.
Two of my Dad's favorite songs,
Johnny Maestro and the Brooklyn Bridge "You'll Never Walk Alone"
and Louis Armstrong's "What a Wonderful World"