Recently, Eli, who is my youngest,
posted a photo on Facebook and
taught me a lesson about
overcoming (fill in the blank)
In the photo, he was wearing a plaid flannel shirt.
A shirt that once belonged to his dad …
a mighty man who died 20 years ago.
I came across (my dad’s) old shirt and had to try it on.
I was surprised to see that I still barely fit into it.
So many years have passed and
I still felt like a toddler trying on my dad’s clothes.
He was such a big man and part of me hoped
I would fill it out after all this time.
But then it dawned on me
that I was meant to be my own man
and make my own path.
As I put the shirt away to find again another day,
I thought about how lucky I was
to be in such a wonderful place in my life
with so many loving supportive people around me.
I miss you Dad and
I am so thankful to be from your bloodline
but I am so joyful that my life played out the way it has.
He closed with,
“I’ll see you on the other side some day.”
(Eli “helping” his dad, Jay, (Hot & Hunky) with a plumbing project. – 1996)
And just like that,
I was in a puddle.
Grief is like that.
It comes when it comes and
there is no predicting when it will
turn your life inside out
and upside down.