I lost my Dad this morning, after a long and brutal illness, his body finally gave out. I know that he fought as hard as he could, not only to live, but to be the best Father he could be. It’s been a long hard road this last year or so but his passing, although expected, has hit me hard and deeply.
I am proud to call my self your Son, I Love You. Sleep Well Dad.
Always your Tiger.
Bobby
Bob
Exploring Winnipeg and Beyond. 
I’m so sorry, Bob….huggs.
So sorry to hear of your loss, never know what else to say at times like this. But i can tell you from my own experience that the first year was the hardest and after that i continued to draw from his wisdom. now when i think of him im usually smiling or saying ” How would Dad do this ?”
Thank You both for your kind words, it’s been a rough year watching him wither away. But he is in a better place now.
I know what you mean Gary about doing things the way Dad wanted it done.
Funny how that happens.
I am so sorry Bob – even though those words never seem like enough. I don’t think there are words that ever truly work.
*virtual bear hug*
Well Nikki it’s been almost a year now since we lost him. He was in pretty rough shape though and to be honest it was almost a blessing to see his suffering finally end.
My family has been through tragedy after tragedy it seems in the last decade or so. A spinal cord injury resulting in paralysis, 3 cancers (two ending in death), two heart attacks and a respiratory failure.
They say that pain and loss build wisdom and help a person grow. I don’t know if that’s true but I do know that we’ve suffered a great deal and now it’s time for a little karmic payback.
Thanks for being a good blogger in the best sense of the word. I will be keeping up with your words for as long as you choose to write them.