Letter to my dad...
Dear Dad,
About 3 years ago now the scariest thing I have ever experienced happened. I remember I hadn't been asleep long when mom came rushing into my bedroom telling me she needed to use my cell phone something was wrong with you.
I forced myself to wake up, groggily climbed out of bed and headed into the living room where you were sitting. You were on the couch looking pasty white, shivering fiercely and both you and mom looked very worried. Mom was on the phone to 911 and soon the paramedics were there to confirm that you were having a heart attack.
I remember my eyes stinging with tears and my heart stopping with pain as you were loaded up into the ambulance. As your poor body thrashed in the emergency room I remember thinking, "Dad, you can't leave me. Who will walk me down the aisle?" I was getting married in a couple of months and the thought of losing you was killing me.
I remember that while the nurses and doctors worked on you my mom screamed, "GOD don't take him! I am not Joan Gash." We were both sobbing hysterically and I was so afraid dad. I've never been more afraid than that night in April. We couldn't live without you. You were transported up to St. Vincent Hospital and Pastor Rice broke every speeding law to get me to you because I was so afraid that I wasn't going to get to say goodbye to you dad...
That's why I am so thankful that we got a second chance.. A chance for you to walk me down the aisle, a chance for you to meet my foster babies and the baby that will stay with us forever. And the chance for you to do the little things that mean so much to me like checking the oil in my car, calling to ask about my day at work, or coming to see me.
So glad you're around to give my husband advice about life...
To put your arm around mom and be there for her...
To hold your granddaughters...
And teach them how to do cool tricks....
To take us fishing and on boat rides...
To make us happy...
And laugh...
Dad, I thank God everyday that I didn't lose you. I couldn't imagine my life without you. Maybe God knew that and that's why he had you stay around a little longer. But maybe it's times like that that make you think about what you have and what you could've lost.
Because the loss would've been unbearable.
I love you dad sooo much.
Love, Nome
About 3 years ago now the scariest thing I have ever experienced happened. I remember I hadn't been asleep long when mom came rushing into my bedroom telling me she needed to use my cell phone something was wrong with you.
I forced myself to wake up, groggily climbed out of bed and headed into the living room where you were sitting. You were on the couch looking pasty white, shivering fiercely and both you and mom looked very worried. Mom was on the phone to 911 and soon the paramedics were there to confirm that you were having a heart attack.
I remember my eyes stinging with tears and my heart stopping with pain as you were loaded up into the ambulance. As your poor body thrashed in the emergency room I remember thinking, "Dad, you can't leave me. Who will walk me down the aisle?" I was getting married in a couple of months and the thought of losing you was killing me.
I remember that while the nurses and doctors worked on you my mom screamed, "GOD don't take him! I am not Joan Gash." We were both sobbing hysterically and I was so afraid dad. I've never been more afraid than that night in April. We couldn't live without you. You were transported up to St. Vincent Hospital and Pastor Rice broke every speeding law to get me to you because I was so afraid that I wasn't going to get to say goodbye to you dad...
That's why I am so thankful that we got a second chance.. A chance for you to walk me down the aisle, a chance for you to meet my foster babies and the baby that will stay with us forever. And the chance for you to do the little things that mean so much to me like checking the oil in my car, calling to ask about my day at work, or coming to see me.
So glad you're around to give my husband advice about life...
To put your arm around mom and be there for her...
To hold your granddaughters...
And teach them how to do cool tricks....
To take us fishing and on boat rides...
To make us happy...
And laugh...
Dad, I thank God everyday that I didn't lose you. I couldn't imagine my life without you. Maybe God knew that and that's why he had you stay around a little longer. But maybe it's times like that that make you think about what you have and what you could've lost.
Because the loss would've been unbearable.
I love you dad sooo much.
Love, Nome
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