Besides turkey and stuffing, we usually associate this Thanksgiving holiday time with family. My family recently suffered a great loss. Since I originally posted this blog, my Daddy passed away on November 8th, 2018. Dad’s favorite part of the Thanksgiving meal was devouring Mom’s homeade pies — pumpkin, pecan, gooseberry, chocolate, coconut — all 100% homemade with love from the filling to the flaky Crisco-laden crust.
I worked tirelessly after his death to complete the steps to fulfill his last wish. He wanted his body donated to science which was fitting for the intellectual and unique fellow my dad was. Perhaps he will contribute to research about the Alzheimer’s mystery. Body donation makes sense and I may decide to follow in his footsteps to someday further MS research upon my own death. The organization I worked with and highly recommend is http://medcure.org/donor.
As I began to write a eulogy last week, I remembered this article and realized I’d already put my thoughts of gratitude to Dad here. What started as a blog, became the words I shared at the Celebration of Life memorial service for my Dad last week. In his honor, I thought it only fitting to share again.
At the end of the eulogy, I shared this, “If you live to be 89 and 85 of those years are pretty spectacular, I suppose you hit the jackpot. I hit the jackpot having this man as my Dad! I’ll forever be proud to be his daughter!”