I called my dad a professional worrier. Many in his family are also professional worriers. I sort of inherited this talent - I don't think quite to the same extent though. Or at least over time I believe I have become less professional in my worry. Nevertheless, daddy worried that I worried too much and a few months ago wrote me an email that said: "I know that telling you not worry is like telling a bear not to shit in the woods."
Words of wisdom.
Thanks for the eloquence, dad.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Eulogy
I suppose as more memories come, I will post them, but for now I wanted to post a link to my other blog, where I wrote out the eulogy I gave for my dad who passed away on January 22nd.
Here it is: http://healthyattitudehappyliving.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-my-father.html
Here it is: http://healthyattitudehappyliving.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-my-father.html
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