My mom died just over two years ago.
My dad has not been a part of our daily life in the last nine months.
My life and the daily rhythm of my brood of boys has changed drastically over the last two years. The two people that played such a significant part in their lives, are now gone.
Gone without understanding or knowing.
Disappeared from our presence but not from our thoughts or our hearts.
We cannot pretend to understand another’s grief.
We can only sit with them in acceptance for wherever they are.
We cannot judge.
We can only be.
Last Thursday, after much personal work with a beautiful counsellor, we decided to leave Papa’s slippers outside the door.
A symbol of welcoming.
In hopes that he will soon return.
To our daily life.
With his arms always loaded with fun things to do and great gifts to eat.
With his joyful laughter and silly stories.
Our door is always open to you Papa!
We don’t understand.
But we love!
With open hearts.
Your slippers are waiting Papa!
You get a booth like this:
You get some incredible tea and amazing banners to make a booth look like Hawaii:
You add some incredible people helping me out: my Dad, Double D and Princess P (sorry I didn’t get a photo):
…. And you have a giant two day GreenteaHAWAII tea party with all the amazing people who wandered by. I think around six hundred people tasted the tea during my sixteen hours spent at the booth. I sold an incredible amount of tea to people that are looking to be healthier, have more energy or lose a little bit of weight. I am a testament that the tea produces all three of these benefits!
I am overflowing with gratitude, extremely tired and happy to be home taking care of my not yet 100% healthy boys.
A mama’s heart and an entrepreneur excitement, I am still not sure if these two things mix!
But, man, did I have a fun two days!
Thanks GreenteaHAWAII and my dear friends who own the company.
Soul to soul.
Heart to heart.
Mom relishes these routines with dad.
Bedtime tuck in.
My dad has been THE MAN.
What a gift he is to mom and our family.
Any comments for my dad or memories for him are appreciated.
Me: Today is Papa’s birthday!!!!!!!
JC: How old is Papa?
Me: How old do you think he is?
Me: Well, you are six buddy and your oldest cousin, Justy, is sixteen. What do you think now?
JC: Hmmmmm…. Seventeen!
Happy seventeenth birthday dad! You are incredibly youthful, amazing with the boys and very generous.
We love you very much.
Dad got OC a musical fire truck card for his second birthday. We bought him a Beach Boys musical card. Everyone loved it, especially OC!
And the icing on the cake, my first hug and kiss for my mama. I haven’t wanted to get close to her since I have been unwell for six weeks!