My Dad has completed his journey and left this earth. On a day filled with so many tears, his passing was an amazing experience. Dad left us just the way he had told us he wanted to in our conversations about this over the years – quick, no great suffering, no sitting around unable to truly live, visited by people feeling sorry for him. He passed with all three of his children around him.
Dad kept his independence through his entire life. A loving father, a devoted husband, a successful businessman, a proud veteran, generous to all, a serving spirit, and a sense of humor and wit that kept surprising us and delighting us through our lives. He faced many challenges, as we all do in life, but with such incredible resilience, will and good humor, that we thought he just might live forever. And in a way, he does.
He lives on through my siblings and myself. Consider: My sister’s compassionate heart and service to others. My brother’s sense of humor and an ability to click with anyone, anywhere. My creativity, intellectual curiosity and my way with words.
Dad looked out for us his whole life. He helped me go to medical school, even when that the type of medicine that interested me was way off the beaten path and the medicine something he knew nothing about. His interest in my life was consistent and continuous, and so, I told him everything. And through all these years, he set an example for me of what a positive attitude, humility and commitment can accomplish in this crazy world. I will forever be in his debt, though he would reject this idea completely.
Life is change. Love at this stage of life seems more and more to be about letting go. We must let him go, and so we do. But there’s much of him that we get to keep, too. I am filled with such gratitude for the time I had with him, for every conversation, every meal. His influence and example will live on through each of us, his children and grandchildren.
Though he barely looked like himself at the end, he was so incredibly beautiful to my eyes and heart in his final hours. Somehow, none of us really saw this moment coming. And now, just a few hours after his passing, in my mind, I see him driving down the road in his convertible, top down, smiling (with that irrepressible and ever present smile) and at peace with himself and the incredible life he so fully lived, my Mother, the love of his life, again at his side, giggling like a schoolgirl just to be around him again. Or I see him as a young man, leaning on a fence, his whole life in front of him, that confident grin on his face and his eyes aglow, eager to see what tomorrow will bring. I think that’s how he’s going forward, even now.
Rest in peace, Dad. Thanks for everything.
If you would like to see some of Dad’s life story, you are invited to view a multimedia webpage I created in preparing for his 90th birthday celebration. You will find it at http://theartofchange.com/Alan/
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