I Will Always Remember
It was early on November 25, 2006. My mom woke me up to let me know that my dad had passed away. It felt so sudden, but expected to happen soon, as he battled cancer. As I tried to say my final goodbyes, tears filled my eyes, which made this harder for me to do. When I finally woke up and went downstairs, I noticed the hospital bed that was in the living room for my dad was gone. That's when it really hit me, my dad was gone. He was always there for me, no matter what I did. He wasn't just a father. He was a best friend, someone who supported me in everything I was involved in.
He loved sports, no matter if he watched or played. We loved watching college softball on TV together. He coached my softball team one year. Also, he was a basketball referee and softball umpire. When I played basketball, he kept stats. When he wasn't involved, but I was, he was there to support me and cheer me on. I knew I could count on him to be a sports buddy.
One of the greatest things he did was support me. Not only was I involved in sports, I was, and still am, involved in music. Throughout high school, I was in both choir and band. Although he passed away before I started high school, I'm sure he still hopes I excel in music.
Now, all I have are the memories. It is tough to think that I have done so much and he isn't here to celebrate with me. However, I also keep him in my heart. Anytime I eat Reese's candy with a Pepsi (one of his favorite snacks), I try to picture him being with me. I will always remember you, Dad. I love you so much.