All day today I kept writing the date….September 3rd, and I felt that there was something significant about it, until it hit me. Today is the day my Dad died September 3rd, 1998. My oldest son was only 2, my younger son was only 7 weeks old. It wasn’t a shock when he died, from the moment he was diagnosed with cancer, it was a long year and a half before the end. But even though we knew it was coming, he was only 59 which is WAY too young in my book!!!
My dad was awesome, super funny, very optimistic, artistic and a huge support of me. In fact he was a chef growing up, so I am pretty sure he would have loved my blog!
I miss you Dad!