Love you, Dad

I’ve witnessed others lose their parents, but it doesn’t really prepare you for how it actually feels when their spirit departs this world. It’s such a strange feeling.

I’m not that close to death and fortunately, haven’t had to experience it too much in this lifetime.

When I walked into the room where he recently transitioned, there was this overwhelming grief that ran through me, but also a sense of peace. He needed to rest. Even though I’d been mourning his (personality) loss for many months leading up to his passing, as he suffered from dementia—it still got me.

Dad was the life of the party. He loved loud music and he loved rock ‘n roll and he loved a good time. He also loved people. He was so open and caring to everyone. He made everyone feel like they belonged. My friends form high school would go over to my house just to hang out with my Dad while I was away at college.

When I came out to him, he grabbed my hands and said, “As long as you’re happy, I don’t care who you love. So long as they make you happy. I love you, you’re my daughter and there’s nothing you can do to make me love you any less.” And then ended the talk with “My favorite show is the Ellen Show afterall!”

My sister and I got a good one! Thanks to my Mom! Now talk about a next level human, more like superhuman—Mom! But this blog post is dedicated to my dad. Don’t worry, Dad, I won’t let her steal your thunder! ;) Love you and miss you so very much. Thank you for being you and for being an amazing human, dad, husband, friend, son, brother and so much more. Rest in peace. 6/17/2025