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What I remember about april 1st 2008..... I remember my sister calling and asking if anyone was here with me.....letting me know right away this was not a good call. I remember her telling me my cousin had found my daddy collapsed on the office floor of his auto repair shop. I remember her saying he was awake in the ambulance when she got a glimpse right before they headed to the hospital with him. I remember my ds driving me the two hours to where they live from where we live. I remember telling my son that it was bad because my sister had said she would call with updates but no call ever came in. I remember when we got to the hospital I called my sisters cell and her husband answering and I knew again it must be bad and she is to upset to talk. I remember walking into the emergancy waiting room and seeing my nephew sitting there just staring, and two of my brothers, my sister and her husband standing outside the doors in a group waiting for me. I remember looking at them and then my sister walking toward me just shaking her head, I remember hugging her and crying as my brothers gathered around for a big family hug. I remember one of my brothers telling my son "we lost him Bubba". I remember seeing my brothers cry and finding that really hard. I remember asking where my mom was. I remember them saying she was inside the room with dad. And as they started leading the way I felt kinda panicked thinking "i don't want to see this" I remember going into the room and seeing my mom standing by the bed and my daddy laying there covered to the neck with a sheet, tape across his mouth holding the little tube that they used to help him breath. I remember going straight to my daddy and hugging him. I remember everyone gathering around touching with comforting hands. I remember hugging my mama. I remember having to leave that hospital knowing my daddy wouldn't be leaving with us. I remember going back to my parents house knowing my daddy would never be there again. I remember that being the first day of the worst week of my life. It is so hard, it is so painful. I have never cried so much in my life. Sitting in the funeral home the next day listening to the director asking questions about obituaries, caskets, the service ect....and just thinking I didn't want to be making these decisions, that I didn't care if someone thought daddy might like this or that, that I didn't want to be strong....I just wanted my daddy back. So many decisions, so many friends and family, so many hours of crying. It is still hard. I had thought I was doing pretty good, after all it has been 18 days and it has to get better right? But tonight it hit hard again and I got sad and then I cried again. I called my oldest brother for some support. He told me it is ok and it is normal. That he had a really rough night wednesday night too. We will make it through, we will still cry...for the rest of our lives we will feel the pain and lonelyness(sp) of not having our father in our lives. We will miss him, sometimes more than others like tonight. And we will always still love him. Now I want to show you all a picture of my father
In loving memory always James Henson 1939-2008 Nancy
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He always had a cigar in his mouth, but he quit smoking it when my son was a little guy. Everyone who knows him knows his cigar.LOL