This is the last photo taken of my daddy at a wonderful family event filled with love, laughter and sheer joy. Six weeks later, he took his own life with a gun.
At that time we did not know how much he was struggling with health issues. My daddy was the ultimate caregiver of our family, neighbors and friends. At the end, I truly believe that he could not tolerate needing to be cared for rather than him caring for others. Life has forever changed without him. I greatly miss calling him and and hearing his voice.
Nine years later, I still have the urge to dial his number and talk. At the end of our calls, he would always say “love you, miss you and blow a kiss.” I am grateful for all that he did for his family and the lessons that he taught us by his example. Now, my sons live in two different states across the country. At the end of our phone calls and texts, I always say “love you, miss you, and blow a kiss.”