20 yrs ago my daddy went into cardiac arrest. It was his birthday. He was 64. They kept him on life support until I came home. He died on January 3rd 1996. He was a perfectly imperfect man. He was my first hero. He was absolutely the bravest man I ever knew in my life. He would do anything to support his family. He loved and adored his wife. He took care of everybody. I could depend on my daddy. He did not do everything right but he did something he always did something. I loved my daddy. I miss him. 20 years later he still impacts my life. I also think about how he would have loved my husband. His example was hard to follow but my husband does a good job of trying to be the man that I described my daddy to be to him. I miss you daddy. Happy birthday. Love your sissy , your Vickie Boose.
My daddy overcame and stood up to things that would have broken most men. I understand now, these mistakes, these troubles. I and my husband made them.
However, I am resilient. My resilience comes directly for Ray C. My work ethic, comes directly from Ray C.
I am his daughter and baby, I am damn proud of THAT!
the Adventures of Vick the Communication Diva
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