|Today was my dad's birthday.
He died in 2000, so today isn't as hard for me as it once was. He's gone and I miss him, but life finds a way to take hold of you and move you along. I am the person I am today partly because of the way he and my mother chose to raise me. Good and bad, that's his legacy and I know he was proud of me.
Today, on the day he was born, I am remembering something he used to do for me from the day I was born until I was about 5.
When I was very little and I was upset he used to sit me in his lap in the big gold lazy-boy rocker and sing to me:
"Rockin' in the bye-bye chair with Daddy and Lori."
The rest of the lyrics he made up as he went along, until I was calm, or asleep.
I have never in my life felt so safe and special as I did in that chair with him.
Thank you Daddy.