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Jun 22 09 5:56 PM
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Christmas was always very special to my Dad. After Dad was diagnosed with Lung Cancer, I spent a great week with him over Xmas 1988. I knew, and I think he knew that it would be our last Xmas together, it was our first together since 1983, when My Mom was in grave condition with Emphasema. Dad & I made the most of it... it was certainly Meloncholy, But I am so glad for the good times that we managed to share together. He was 7 years sobert when he died. He was a Helluva guy. Yes, a Basstard at times, but who isn't. And he'd be the first to admit it. Loyal to a fault. And Honest to the point of blunt. But I appreciate him & am grateful he was my Dad. He not only did his G>D> best, he did it with out spewing BS. What really set him apart is he Married my Mom with her 5 kids from a previous Marriage... And never treated them as less his than me & My Brother. He treated them as if they too were 100% his flesh & blood. He taught me Right From wrong. Thanks Dad. I Love you more than words can say. And I appreciate the man you were with all my heart. Thanks. I think you'd like the Man I am today. Most days, I even do.
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