When my dad died I thought that was hard, but going through his things trying to figure out whats important to keep and what I should throw away really put me in a sad place. I felt like I didnt really know him bc I didnt know what to keep and what to throw away.. I felt so depressed I didnt want to talk to anyone or do anything. Then I logged on Facebook and I see my sister Nicole Lucas posting about how much she loved her kids and I thought thats my dad. And I see my brother David Lucas posting about how much he loves the Eagles and I thought thats my dad. And my sister Alicia Lucas not posting anything bc she is somewhere being fabulous (in her own mind lol) and I thought thats my dad. And I remembered what my cousin Carol Johnson told me when he died that he was the type of person who did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted and damn the rules! But he loved his family more then anything and would fight for them even when he know he would lose and I thought thats me!!! And thats my dad. So now packing his things is not so hard bc these are just things. .we are him. I now know that if I want to hold my dad close I just have to hold my brothers and sisters close bc we are him..
Posted on: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 19:05:08 +0000
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