This should have posted a week ago – me and technology….
Today you celebrate another birthday – or rather every one else
does on your behalf because apparently “when you are 64 one birthday is much the
same as another.”
Buying presents for you has always been hard and more so now
you are retired – after all, if you see something you want you just go out and
buy it. Your suggestion of “something
for the car” was useless if I am honest – I mean the car is spotless, not even
a year old and like everything else; if you need something for the car you have
already bought it and probably a spare for good measure.
So Beautiful B and I took the proverbial….filling a goodie
back with all sorts of those label things people stick on their windows with
funny sayings, a selection of different smelling air fresheners and cleaning
products.
I always said I needed to find a Hubby just like you. I got the first two wrong and you being you
never said anything bad about either of them until I made my mind up about that
myself. This time I got it right and you and mum approve of my choice. In Sean you found a son you thought you would
never have.
Dad you are our rock and our protector! You always have been, you have been there for
us all from the day we were born and from the day you married mum. Your gentleness, understanding and love when
we were growing up gave us a template to find a perfect partner when we grew
up. In you, along with mum, we found the
strength we needed in our darkest moments and, when needed; the firm instruction
to get on with things.
You instilled wonderful virtues in me and I strive to live
by those each and every day. We have
always been close but as you get older and I begin to see the frailty and
realise that it is now my turn to look after and protect you and mum.
Dad you scared the life out of us 2 years ago when you had
your second stroke. It scared the life
out of you and to see you so scared was such an eye opener. They kept you in the hospital for a week but
we knew you were getting better when you were doing Spiderman impressions
behind the ward doors pretending to try and find a way out.
I struggle to remember a time when I was growing you where
you were frustrated and you were so rarely angry; your control and patience was
an example to us all. Unfortunately this
latest stroke took that away from you and your inability to control your
emotions has been extremely hard and frustrating for you.
The dynamic of your relationship with mum has changed and
while you still love each other as much as ever, if not more, watching the two
of you interact can sometimes be amusing as you are much more likely to express
your frustration over little things – something we have all had to get used
to.
I am desperately trying to learn as much DIY from you as I
can because, lets face it, Hubby is useless at it and is scared of some of
it.
Dad you will always be my hero. With mum, you instilled excellent morals and
standards for me to follow and pass onto Beautiful B. Because of you and Mum I strived for better
opportunities and have been able to support Beautiful B on my own until Hubby
came along. You instilled a work ethic
in me that is to be admired and I have passed that onto Beautiful B who, as we
know, works her little rocks off.
I hope that I do you proud.
I hope that my love for you is evident every time I see and speak to
you. I hope that I have achieved
everything that you wanted me to. I hope
that you can see that I am finally happy with my partner and that he will
cherish me and Beautiful B long after you and mum are gone; that we are safe
and secure and more than loved.
Happy Birthday and here is a toast to many more to come.
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