Dad’s Oasis

dadthe past and the future
yesterday i spent the afternoon cleaning my dad’s backyard patio. it was cathartic for me. recently i came across some photos of the patio in its hay day. dad had been so proud of his patio/grill mancave. i remember our nights barbecuing….playing music and being crazy late into the summer nights.

however, my dad is special…he can do anything. and then one night age caught up with him….the winter, fall, spring and hurricanes harassed the backyard. it tells a story of days gone by and the future to come.

i am not having any of it — i’m going to create days gone by for dad. the smell of the barbecue…the smell of the summer nights….the notes of Frank Sinatra singing late into the night will come alive for dad. i may throw in bruce for good measure…..hey, dad might like him!

i wish i wasn’t doing this alone, but i am. lonliness stinks — but i have dad’s patio and memories. dad, you’ll be 96 in september…we will celebrate the best of everything.

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About sweetmelissa1954

Love family, life, Starbucks and change! Transition is the new norm....learning to go with the flow and embrace each day...I love politics, news and Bruce Springsteen! I write about life, Hawaii, coffee, sibling rivalry, politics, friends, care giving and just another day!
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One Response to Dad’s Oasis

  1. belsbror says:

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