Last weekend - Memorial Day weekend - we drove up to New Jersey to visit my parents. The drive was a little over 8 hours. It was great seeing family again, but most of all it was great seeing my dad. This was the main reason for the trip. I wanted to spend more time with him. Something that I regret not having done more of in the past. Now, I just want to hear his stories, his past escapades. I remember past conversations on how he would talk about the war, his family, how he met mom...
But unfortunately these conversations, it seem, won't happen anymore. My dad's memory is failing. I am saddened by the fact that he may not even remember our visit there. But I'm still thankful that he is still around being the wonderful dad that he is and also a wonderful grandfather to my nephews and nieces, and to my son and daughter whenever they could see him.
In another month we'll take another drive up there and get to enjoy his company again. I wish everyone had a father as extraordinary as mine. He's someone who always makes you feel that you're special.
Dad, you'll always be the greatest to me!