I am keeping my brain busy while waiting to go back to the hospital to say goodbye to my dad. Waiting on my cousin to bring my sweet baby boy to me so I can drop him off at daycare for the day.
I have so many things I want to say, but my brain is blank and my heart is sad.
We took my dad off of the ventilator yesterday and it’s been a waiting game since then. His vitals are dropping and it is very likely he will be gone sometime today.
When I woke up yesterday I had no idea this is where I would be today. He’s been sick, but I thought he might pull through again.
I wanted to come here and share this photo. I took very few photos at Christmas. It was hard to juggle my camera and the baby throughout the day. I am so thankful I took the time to snap a few of Beck and his Grandpa. It’s the last one I will ever have. I only have a couple of them together and this one is the best by far. It has reminded me why I love photography. It has reminded me to enjoy the moments, and to document them as often as I can. I wish I had more photos of my parents. Especially more photos of me with my parents. But I can’t go back in time and I have to cherish the ones I do have.
I lost my mom 7 years ago in February. It was hard and changed me forever. Losing my dad will be the same. I know though that he will no longer suffer and that gives me peace.
goodbye daddy-o. I love you and I know you were so proud of that boy.