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| Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst New York.
and has worked in the ophthalmology
field of medicine for over 30 years
Above photo; Steve and Judith Whitehead
with son Jacob and daughter in
law Audrey, along with Judith's dad, Bert.
RIP Mr. Meyers.
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Father’s Day will be bitter sweet this year; it will be the first year we will not be celebrating with Dad as he passed away this Spring. We always looked forward to this all American holiday; in the later years.
We would always bring Father’s Day to dad since he was living in a nursing facility and it was too hard to take him out. We always reserved the party room and all gathered bringing his favorite foods and a cake that had decorations on it depicting his favorite hobby, golf.
As he began to age I often wondered to myself if this would be the last one we would be able to celebrate together as he began to enter his mid nineties. Although he spoke very little we knew he enjoyed our gatherings and listening to the chatter of the family. He loved the cards that sang or made music; that seemed to really tickle him and he opened and closed it many times to amuse himself.
My husband, being the good sport he was, would always share his day with my dad. Mothers Day is always a hard one for me since my mom has been gone for so long. I remember our family dinners with fondness, it has left a hole that can never be filled again.
Moms and dads should be honored all year long and not just on the American Holidays on the calendar.
We were lucky children, my parents were always there for us. I know many did not have such a luxury.
My parents as well as my husbands were always a great part of our lives and when I reflect on the past years I wished I had done more to honor them for all that they sacrificed for us growing up.
Somehow when we are young we so take for granted these wonderful role models and act as though they will be
in our lives forever, always there to lend a hand or to give advice. Time moves so fast that before we can turn around we realize we will not be on this earth forever.
AS I age I spend more time reflecting on the past trying to make every day count for something. So as this day approaches, try and make it count. Let those who are dads, step dads, granddads and dad like role models , etc know how much you care for them and appreciate them. It’s not the presents that dads are looking for, it’s the time and effort you make to remember them and the time you took to give of yourselves on that day. Sure my dad always liked a new shirt or tie but what he really liked was the time we all gathered at the same table to share our stories and reminisce about the good old times.
Those stories always brought comfort to him and made him feel needed and important. Father’s Day may be an American made holiday but it started way before it was put on the calendar to
celebrate. If you remember one of the ten commandments “Honor thy mother and father” , it started at the beginning of time.
So As June approaches, begin to think of ways to celebrate this important event. Whether it be a picnic,dinner, or brunch.
Remember who we are honoring and enjoy every moment, for our dads are not around forever on earth, but always in our hearts.
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2 comments:
Das why we all should enjoy life to the fullest now like the wise Mexican Fishermen :-D
This is the Mexican fisherman Unc is speaking of!
A HARVARD MBA was vacationing at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village
>when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat
>were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican
>on the quality of his fish and asked how
>long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, only a little while.
>The American then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more fish?
>The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs. The
>American then asked, but what do you do with the rest of your time?
>The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
>children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each
>evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and
>busy life, senor."
>The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should
>spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the
>proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you
>would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling
>your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor,
>eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product,
>processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal
>fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where
>you will run your expanding enterprise."
>The Mexican fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will this all take?" To
>which the American replied, "15-20 years." But what then, senor?
>The American laughed and said that's the best part. When the time is right
>you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and
>become very rich, you would make millions. Millions, senor? Then what? The
>American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing
>village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids,
>take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you
>could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
> >
Ha ha ha ha :-D :-D :-D ,,,Bettejo & the Rabbi already done that :-Dare they related to the Mexicans ?
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