Always and forever, my parents remain my biggest inspiration. Dad passed away summer I was 19 and I must quote the old cliche, "If knew then what I know now" ,...My Dad kicked ass and I did not know it.
A paragraph about Dad, at 16 yrs old he left home and hitchhiked from Poplar Bluff, MO, to California and back. My Dad would ride his bicycle 15 miles one way just to come out to the country to date my mother. My Dad would not let us have much to do with his siblings and their families however after my Mother passed away I found out from cousins of mine that my Dad would go and see his sisters on a regular basis and bring them fresh vegetables he grew. I could type util my fingers fell off with all the amazing things about my Dad.
A paragraph about Mom, I have literal seen my mothers fingers bleed from working so hard. My Mom actually is the person who taught me how to split wood and shoot free throws. My Mom worked the third shift in a factory to help support me while I was in college, she worked all night on her feet with diabetic ulcers on her legs and never would she ever call in sick. While Mom was in a come during her last days on earth. I would do a mini roller set in the front of her hair just to give her a little glamour among all the tubes and wires.
I feel so sad that it takes loosing people to truly know there value and that is why we must remember, to not look at the person in front of our mirror but, to look to the person sitting in front of our mirror.
I miss my Mom so much, she would love that I could do her hair.
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