Christmas, and the holidays were changed for me back in 2013. On December 14th, 2013, I unexpectedly loss my dad.
Event though it was a few years ago I still remember the day pretty vividly.
I remember my mom calling me to tell me that they were going to the hospital because he’s was having trouble keeping anything down, including his blood pressure medicine he was on to monitor his dissected aorta.
I remember a frantic call from my sister an hour or so later stating my dad collapsed and my mom was doing CPR until the paramedics arrived.
I remember the doctor telling us that he didn’t make it,
I remember holding my mom and my sister and telling them everything would be fine.
I honestly had no idea if everything would be fine.
I started informing friends and family that my dad was no longer with us and I was blown away the amount of love that was shown toward myself and my family.
People dropped everything to help us out.
Friends were making us dinner.
Many people called to check on us.
Some of my friends from Cincinnati drove down to pay their respects.
Someone also decorated my mothers front door for Christmas since she wasn’t feeling festive.
Around this time I’m reminded that people sacrificed their time and money for my family, they embodied the true meaning of Christmas. Putting others needs in front of your own and I found some meaning in this tragedy.
Thank you to everyone who continues to reach out to myself and my family during this time of the year, it means more than any gift I could ever get.