Father's Day

June 21, 2015 is the first Father’s Day in 64 years I won’t have my father to call.

It’s been a bittersweet year. My dad was a pistol. A retired Marine who never really left the Corps –mentally-he had been slipping health-wise and showing signs of dementia. It was difficult the last time I saw him. He’d dropped so much weight that when I hugged him I could feel his bones.

On April 4, 2015, he was admitted to a Palmdale California hospital suffering numerous issues. He finally surrendered to his body and slipped away. I’ll miss him and his ‘tenacity of purpose.’ [My husband says I have it in spades… I think he’s telling stories out of school.]

Grab your father and hug him whether he wants you to or not. They are the reason you are here.

Happy Father’s Day to all those Dads still here.

Sable Angel