Showing posts from June, 2009

Pour Vous

What's that you say? It's Father's Day and you don't have a gift from us? You're feeling let down and as though you can't possibly enjoy your day without something nifty from me and Sammy to say how special you are to us? You're wishing with all your heart that you had some token of our affection and devotion? Sheesh. You're so needy. Well... All right then. Here you go:
Happy Father's Day Grampa and Daddy.
We love you.

This Morning

I wake up early this morning, as I have on countless mornings, to the sound of my dad upstairs getting ready to go somewhere. This weekend he's going fishing, and on Monday he's going to the hospital for another stem cell transplant.

I look at the clock. It's almost five, time for him to leave. I get out of bed and go upstairs to give him a hug goodbye. I tell him to have a good trip and a good first few weeks in the hospital because I'm not planning on seeing him till the beginning of July. I'm not looking forward to being away from him when he's sick in the hospital, I hate it. Letting go of him is a little hard this morning, but I don't make a fuss and I go back to bed.

As I lie there I realize I forgot to say "I love you". He already knows though. That's what I say to myself. He knows. My actions show it. I've said it before. There's no point in getting out of bed and going all the way back upstairs to say it. Plus, he'll think …