The last time Dad was at my house was two days before Todd's father passed...I had a dentist appointment and I asked my parents, since they were going to be in town, could they watch the kids while I went as Todd has so much going on with work and his father. Sure, they said. They came over and Abbey was sleeping....Mom said...well I'll go visit Grandma for a bit. As I left, my Dad was snuggling On Todd's chair with my penguin blanket, turning Shrek on for Adam. Dad loved movies and he loved watching Shrek with Adam never tiring of it. When I came back not even an hour later, he was lying on the floor in the new Shrek room as Adam buzzed around him. Dad looked tired but happy to be with Adam. Adam had fetched his shoes and was messing with my Dad's feet. Dad wanted to know if Adam was trying to get rid of him! I laughed and said of course not, he's just got a new fascination with shoes.
The whole month Dad was ill, he kept saying he wanted to come to our house and visit. He always said he felt so comfortable in our home...and I liked that. Also, he felt bad that I was schlepping the kids back and fourth. He never got to and I knew in my heart he probably wouldn't, but I'm comforted knowing my father felt at home in my home.
Dad, of course, didn't get to see the room complete with the crib. Todd told me to email him a picture in heaven. Not the worst idea I ever heard.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I think the vision of him down on Adam's floor is a nice vision to have. He had some special one on one time with Adam too, the Little Prince.
ReplyDelete