Smile, Papasan

Oh, my dad ~

First of all, it is STILL hard to believe you had that heart attack in May so unexpectedly and surprisingly!  If anyone could have staved one off by right living and clean eating and working out, it was you.   So, the emergency surgery and 2 stints were kind of a shocker. 

But THEN – to have you become even MORE health-conscious and even more dedicated to eating to overcome any possible cholesterol, high blood pressure or heart disease related problems, only have to have to have a SECOND surgery a couple of weeks ago (because of another impending attack, identified through the chest pains and an 80% + blockage) with two more stints in the SAME artery??!?  Positively unbelievable.

Pictures of my dad I love (I am the baby on the right)

Sorry, dad.  I am sorry you had to find out at this age that you can only do so much and that even you have a body that will eventually wear out.  It has been healthy and good to you for years, so don’t get all bitter on it now.  You and mom have both been the great-health-exceptions in your families and that is nothing less than the favor and protection of God as you have worn yourselves out for Kingdom stuff.

Some stuff I know you hate:

  • That it stopped your busy lifestyle, first for the sugeries and then for the recovery times.
  • That your doctor has limitedyour  activity a little and said you have to go back slowly.
  • That some one else had to mow your lawn for a couple of weeks.
  • That us kids had to know anything at all about it.
  • That even after the first heart attack and your seriousness in following the rules, your body didn’t follow yours {what betrayal!}.  It actually had the nerve to break your rules!
  • And that ^%$#@#$@!! insurance company now telling you they won’t pay the second surgery CANNOT be helping anything.  I guess they’d have preferred you go ahead and have a massive heart attack with permanent damage so they could pay you $$$ forever?  If this insurance thing causes you to have a stroke now (try to remain calm, daddy-kins), I will become very litigious.  Very litigious, indeed.   They better not mess with a girl who loves her dad.

I decided to sing you a “heart song” to help you feel better.

Reasons/excuses I am late doing this video:: Rocky was suppose to sing it with me with his guitar.  I was waiting for a good hair day in spite of Tredessa recently telling me I am having a bad hair YEAR.  I wanted to be strong of voice, however, I tried that today and my poor little web-cam laptop mic can’t handle it, so I had to whisper anyway.  I wanted a camera that could soft-focus me.  I wanted a sound system to make my voice good.  I wanted to actually know the words and the song arrangement…in the right order.  And?  I knew I would furrow my brow in a frown most of the way through…and I did.  DANG IT!  Those are basically all my excuses. ;p

All this to say:  sorry, dad.  Be well and take care, really good care.

You’re a good-hearted man with a hard-working heart and I pray for you daily.  You’re still strong and healthy and running circles around the rest of us.  Don’t worry.  Just guard your heart.  Because I love it and all the rest of you!  LOVE to my papasan!

The best six doctors anywhere
And no one can deny it
Are sunshine, water, rest, and air
Exercise and diet.
These six will gladly you attend
If only you are willing
Your mind they’ll ease
Your will they’ll mend
And charge you not a shilling.
~Nursery rhyme by Wayne Fields, What the River Knows, 1990

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P.S.

Oh, and Dear, sweet Mom-of-mine~

YOU made me smile.  A lot.  This week!  Sittiing on our swings on our patios chatting on the phone… hundreds of miles apart {you there in Springfield and me here in Denver} after dark.  Then the sheer joy of realizing  that the very bright almost-full moon shining on each of us was one and the same.  And there we were, both shamelessly and with childlike abandon singing “Somewhere Out There.”  Probably looking like loons to our neighbors.  That is funny!

Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Some one’s thinking of me and loving me tonight
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And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
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And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we’re sleeping underneath the same big sky
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Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we’ll be together, somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true!…

7 thoughts on “Smile, Papasan

  1. So lovely! I sang it right along with you. I just know your dad is smiling! How blessed they are to have you as a daughter. p.s. I miss singing with you.

  2. Pops, I’m in your corner for all of eternity! You’re the man!!!

    With sincere love and respect,
    Joe

    –Jeanie, well done Little Sister…well done!–

  3. I would like to add one “doctor” to the list in the cute poem: laughter! May your heart be merry, Dad! One of the things that I enjoy when I’m with you is that, when you’re able to turn away from the mound of cares, you are able to find within yourself deep-hearted laughter, which then brings laughter to anyone within earshot of you. Isn’t it wonderful? Is there such a thing as anointed laughter? Laughter makes sure that our smile is real. I pray that you have sudden & unexpected bursts of laughter! …And that your heart is merry & light! I love you.

  4. Is it weird that this song makes me cry? Mom, you sound absolutely beautiful with your soft voice and all of your other excuses. Grandpa is well loved! LOVEYOU!

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