What did he sound like?
I went to buy some pants at the mall today because, though I have been trying to stay at my fighting weight, it is near impossible..so bigger pants are needed. I am not ashamed. Such is life. But then as I was walking around, I walked past an older Filipino couple...and the husband was talking to his wife in Tagalog and I just started tearing. Valentine's Day is my pop's birthday - he would have been 65 years old.
I had a hard time this year. I just felt lost and I lacked energy. Some years, months, weeks, days are better than others. Some times people or things just trigger memories.
I wonder how my mom is. My mom was a workaholic and used to work late into the night. My dad would just stay up waiting for her, dinner would be on the table and he would usually be up watching television until she got home. They would spend the next couple of hours, talking into the early morning hours.
I forgot what he sounds like...
I used to have his old cell phone. He left the voice mail message on it. I did not even know until one of my friends called and left a message and said, "Anna, you're dad is the voice message." For awhile, I used to call it just so I could hear him.
(I am at work and I started tearing. my poor supervisor walked up to have me sign the sign in sheet...sorry dude!)
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I lost my dad on Father's Day so I know how it feels.
It's so hard but I know he's somewhere better than the hospital bed he was limited to for the last 4 months of his life.
Don't ever forget how good he was to you because despite my father and my strained relationship that's all I can remember of him.
I can't remember how my brother sounds either. In fact I lost that within the first year (he's been gone 21 years now). I swore I'd never forget his voice. Funny how that makes you feel that you've REALLY did them an injustice or forgotten them. I know how you feel about that. My brother died on Memorial Day. Weird how your commenters seem to have lost important people on holidays.
I'm sad for you but I'm so happy to hear that you're able to still cry. Don't EVER lose that ability. Remember, this life is so short and eventually we'll ALL be in the same place, together again. Until then, we have a job to do:)
:::hug:::
I wanted to call you and talk about this yesterday. I wish I would've gone to Macy's with you. It's hard watching my mother's face whenever we'd pass a married Filipino couple like that.. especially one close to their age. I didn't want to mention this during breakfast yesterday (for fear of creeping the girls out) but I swear my dad was with me during that solo drive home.
After my dad passed away - my mom and I were going through his things. And we found a cd he made with some friends of his with all of them singing karaoke. Every time we want to hear his voice - we pop that in the stereo... and I hear dad again.. this time singing like Elvis. Sometimes I just want to hear him speak. We have tons of video with him... I am not ready to watch those yet.
Ack... I'm @ work and I'm about to cry.
thanks lady. We have video too but I have no idea where any of it is. No recordings - you are lucky. You should keep those because then you can show your kids who their grandpa is.