I left work in a foul mood yesterday – which is quite normal as of
late. The day was filled with meetings that could have been emails. There were
also the requisite calls from angry parents, decisions made by staff that
thought they knew the best way to do things, although they never asked the staff
that actually DOES the things, if their
idea was even possible, and 5,000 emails.
But it was also July 11th. Doesn’t mean anything to you?
It does to me. It was my parents wedding anniversary. It would have been their 65th.
But my father passed away 28 years ago. And 28 years ago on July 11th,
was the very last time I ever talked to my dad.
I was very close to my dad. I loved how he could fix anything. I
loved to work on cars with him. I loved that he loved model trains and slot
cars. I loved his sukiyaki (the only dish he would cook). I absolutely loved
his sense of humor. Without him…well…you get the idea.
So, yesterday as I left work, miffed as hell about the day, baking
in the afternoon heat, and generally just wallowing in self-pity, I got in my
car and backed out of my parking spot. My radio came to life because I always
have it on, usually blasting as loud as I can take it most times, and a DJ was
talking. I generally change the station when I hear that, but I could tell he
was almost done, so for once I left it.
And that is when the miraculous thing happened. The song came on. “Everything
I Own” by Bread.
I almost had to stop the car. That was the song I listened to over,
and over, and over, and over after dad died. Every time I hear it I think of
dad. It was ‘our’ song. I hadn’t heard it in years – but it was on the radio TODAY.
That my friend is not a coincidence.
That was dad saying hi to me. That was dad telling me he remembered
the last time we spoke. That was dad trying
to tell me everything will be ok.
I hear you loud and clear dad.
Thank you. I love and miss you every day. Every day.
P.S. Years ago I read an article that stated that most people
thought David Gates had written that song about a relationship gone bad. But he
later revealed that he had written that song about his dad after he passed away. Makes it all the more special.
To know this family, is to know that we adore Pee-wee Herman AND
Godzilla. It has always been this way and probably will be until we die and go
to Heaven and meet them both!
My very clever
sister who owns an armada of Godzilla action figures (Godzilla's figures are not 'dolls'
or 'toys'), and for holidays does amazing dioramas featuring Godzilla and whatever
holiday being we are celebrating, created Godzilla taking out a peep community 2 years ago. It was hilarious.
Well, in the last
year, this picture, that she featured in her blog post, has taken on a life of
its own. People we don't even know are finding it on the internet and
re-posting it. Everyone loves it!
Well, today PEE-WEE
HERMAN posted it on his Facebook page and his Twitter account. Two of our
favorite things in the world have found each other!
Stephen Hawking has passed away. A brilliant
mind tethered to a shell of a body. He did not allow self-pity. He just
overcame. A lesson can be learned from him, that can apply to all of us, about
CBS This Morning’s Mark Phillips said it
best, “He was born on the 300th anniversary of the death of Galileo and
has died on Albert Einstein’s birthday. As he said, there may be order in the universe
R.I.P. Dr. Hawking, you are free to explore
the universe at last.