Monday October 22nd it will be one year since my stepdad Kim passed away. I can't believe it's already been a year. In some ways it seems that time has passed faster than the 15 years since my dad died. Rachel and I really miss him; we would frequently visit him on Friday nights. My mom would usually work Fridays so we knew he was chilling on the couch all night. He would always turn off the tv and we'd all go sit in the kitchen and talk the night away. What bums me out even more is we both wish he was here to see Cannon. We were really excited for him to be a Grandpa to Cannon because he didn't see his other grandkids all that much. I still think about him all the time and I definitely think about my mom all the time and how she's doing. She's certainly been through a lot to have 2 husbands pass away. The shock value with Kim wasn't as intense since everybody is older and she doesn't have to worry about what she's going to do with little kids and an unborn child. Kim did a great job to get my mom through formative years for all 5 of us kids. He was a good father figure and I know my mom loved him for helping her get through that period of life.
It's so interesting, the last Friday of his life, we stopped by to pick something up. I don't even remember what it was, but we essentially came in, said hi, and left. There he was as always, watching tv and relaxing. Obviously had I known he had 2 days left we would've stayed all night and beyond. We all expected Kim to die rather young but more like in his 60's or something. Having those types of experiences, especially where you can look back and remember detailed instances of visiting with a person, makes me appreciate more my daily interactions with the important people in my life. Even if we don't expect it, they could be gone at any time. Good memories of a great man.
1 comments:
That was such a touching post. What a sweet dedication.
Karin :)
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