Today is the 14 year anniversary of my father’s death. If you’re new to my blog this might not mean much. If you’ve been around for a while, you know that I’m an unapologetic Daddy’s Girl and his death is what started the journey that I’m on today.
In the past this has been a melancholy day for me. I tend to isolate myself, thinking about the day it happened, reminiscing about good times spent with him, and feeling very sad. This year, I decided to change things up a bit.
If you knew my dad, you knew that he didn’t make excuses not to show up. Even when he was doing radiation the first time around, he went to work every day for the first 4 weeks, doing half-day shifts and then driving to the subway to go to his appointment.
So today, instead of throwing myself a mini-pity party I’ve chosen to honour my father’s memory by doing what he would do – which is do the things that make me happy and allow me to be of service to others. He’s probably watching me and wondering why it took me so long to figure it out 😉
I don’t know if there will ever be a time where I don’t miss my dad. He was such a huge part of my life for a long time. I’ve come a long way in the grieving process. I have good days and bad days. I will be forever grateful for the time I had with him, and even though I would have liked more, I have come to accept that everything happens for a reason.
A couple of week’s ago I talked about breaking cycles and I’ve decided to practice what I preach. Sitting at home, taking a day out to feel sorry for myself has stopped serving me. I’m not getting anything positive from doing it. There was a time where I felt I needed to take that day, and that time has passed.
Instead, I’m choosing to honour my dad’s memory in a different way. I’m going to dedicate everything I do today to him. I’m going to keep on truckin’ like one of his belt buckles used to say, confident that he’s cheering me on. ♥