Happy Birthday Dad!
Today is my dad's birthday. He's not here to celebrate because he left the earth too soon. Yet not a day had gone by that I did not mis him.
My father was a man of few words. A very quiet man. But he can drop the F bomb anytime.
When I was 16 I started to worry about the near future - that I would have to bring home a boy soon. Not that I had one picked to bring home at that age, but with college looming in the horizon it was one of the things that I had to be prepared for.
Fate did not give me the chance to stress out about this situation as dad passed away when I was 17.
A few days ago my husband and I were in the midst of fixing dinner. The tv was on [it always is on when I'm at home] and the movie playing on cable was MEET THE PARENTS and you know that this movie is about bringing home the boy to your folks and hoping they would like him and conversely hoping the boy would move heaven and earth to impress the folks and getting the precious seal of approval from the parents.
I stopped in mid chopping and looked at my husband and blurted, "I wonder if my father would have liked you."
Indeed I wonder now. Dad are you listening to me from up there? What do you think of the boy I picked?
And by the way, happy birthday, Dad, and I love you.