I have had a goal in life to not be such an emotional basket case and a drama queen. At 27 years old- I have now declared myself who I am. Not changing. Why change? I feel as if I am genuine to myself, my family and my friends. I care with all my being. I have flaws and the ones who loves me accept those flaws. I am who I am. So now let me be dramatic and emotional :)
Family has always been at the top of my list of priorities. Health and Happiness for my loved ones is what I pray for daily. When someone I love is sad- I am sad. When someone I love is happy- I am happy.
When a family member falls ill- it shakes me to the core. I have had several dear friends lose parents in the last year and I am constantly at a loss for words for them. How can our parents get sick and leave us? They are the ones who care for us and stand by our side. They are the ones who judge us every second and in the same breath do not judge us for anything. They are the ones we trust with our souls. They are the ones who listen to our endless conversations about what makes us happy. They are the ones who sacrificed in their lives so we can have the lives that we have. Their voices are the voices that calm and comfort us. Their words are the ones who sooth our worries. Their touch is the touch that makes everything alright. Our parents are our fundamentals for who we are- how can they need us the way we need them?
The confusion, the fear, the uncertainty.... they are the ones who are supposed to tell us everything will be okay. Now having to stand by Dad and help be his words of inspiration, his positive light and his caretaker... I have grown up beyond my years in the past two days. I am now the one who will need to support my father, sooth his soul and comfort him in his worries. True love comes from within and never needs to be said because it is felt through our voices and through our touch.
I will always be my Dad's little pumpkin. But now he needs me and needs my strength to help get him through this hard time in his life.
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich.
~M*A*S*H, Colonel Potter
And my dad's name is Rich- so very fitting quote!
Dad & I at his high school class reunion at Allaire Park
Dad & I in DC. The day he came with me to pick up Quincy and my support in case Quincy was the devil!
Dad & I at the 2010 Bark in the Park
Walking me down the aisle :) Best day of my life
Battle Ship NJ
Sight seeing in Philly
Proud of his truck & his business
Dad & Jackson
Dad & Kyle
My dad's 3 babies!!!
Enjoy the pictures!