That Father’s Day, sixteen years since Dad died, I heard him heckle when I missed foul shots, laugh when I threw elbows, and cheer when I backed someone down. When I worried about missed opportunities, I recalled his “don’t worry about what’s over and done.” And, when I noticed the 85+-year-old men playing on a neighboring court, I imagined Dad and his killer hook shot in their midst. Too bad I didn’t get that gene!
—excerpt from Living Is for Living: A Caregiver’s Story
Ann Noble says
That was very nice, Terry
terry@thejoyofcaring.com says
Thank you.
Sally says
Nice..funny and comforting. Keep on writing!
terry@thejoyofcaring.com says
💕
Jeff Lyons says
It was a great Games with Phoenix! You and your family were an important part. What a joy to have them there with you!
Reading this reminded me how much my own father had to do with me being there. Thanks for writing it.
terry@thejoyofcaring.com says
Thanks for all your great coaching Jeff!
Kathy says
Congratulations on your Gold win in the Senior Olympics! Awesome accomplishment and wonderful way to care for yourself while honoring both of your parents.
terry@thejoyofcaring.com says
It’s been two years already, and wow, that was fun!