On December the 12th, a Saturday, we had our Christmas with dad. I don't remember if we ate or not. I remember we all were in the living room with him. Me, my partner Mike, Teresa and her husband Gary and their daughter Brittany, Debbie and Kevin and their Daughter Tori. I was videoing the event. I didn't do a very good job, my hands were shakey and I didn't realize that the sd card was almost full, so I didn't get all of it... There are no pictures of this day either, which really upsets me. So basically it starts out with the granddaughters, Brittany and Tori, getting their gifts from dad first. Tori opened up hers and it was a necklace and matching earing set, and then Brittany opened hers, and it was the Jewelry Box that played "What a wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong. It wasn't the typical tune, it was the actual song with him singing it. We all were trying to stifle our grief at that point. Then Mike, Kevin and Gary all opened up their gifts. Dad had gotten them collector knife sets. Then Debbie and Teresa opened theirs.
After it was over we all sort of drifted to different parts of the house. We were trying so hard to come to terms with what was happening. Mike and I stayed a long time after everyone left. I didn't want this day to end, and suddenly I couldn't bear to be away from my father...
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