My father passed away when I was 34 years old from lung cancer. The relationship I have with him still exists today. He talks to me in dreams and thoughts. On Thursday, a thought popped into my head about his education. My dad was studying to be a doctor. I called my mother to confirm it again. She told me that he was supposed to go to Rome to continue his studies. However, he refused to go. Instead he decided to get married to my mom. A year later in 1975 they had me.
When I was a child I would always want to be next to my father. I was daddy's girl and loved when he took me out or read me books. I enjoyed that time with him. In my eyes he was the most intelligent being.
As the years progressed and I became a teenager, I wanted to be independent. He would lecture me for hours. I thought I knew how the world worked. As I have become older, I see how intelligent my father actually was. We had many intellectual conversations, they were not all lectures of course.
This made me realize a very profound realization. My dad could have gone to become a doctor but he did not. He chose to have a family. If my dad had not made that decision, I would not be here today writing this article. My father has given me a gift that will last for the rest of my life. He gave me the opportunity to live. I am a spiritual person and I know he is close by. This is his way of telling me, I am still here. The past few nights I have had dreams of him. Thank you for life and thank you for all dad. Happy Father's Day!
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