Sadly I have to say, my dad passed away Thursday morning. He fought a good fight and is now at peace. His illness has kept me away from posting, from designing, from writing, from sewing and quilting, and that is ok...I'll get back to it all.
Losing a parent at any time is difficult. Daddy was one month away from being 93. He had a really good ride!
Dad was my 'go to' guy. If anything went wrong at the house, I'd call for advice. Shortly after, he'd come a knocking, tools in hand. Even once when my daughter found a giant toad frog, and I do mean giant, in her toilet, he arrived with a giant wrench to extricate the uninvited frog and sooth a screaming child...and me. Our hero.
Mom and Dad with my kids at our annual Halloween Party a few years ago.
Daddy with my kids at he stadium where Matt played college baseball and home of the Ft. Worth Cats for whom he will pitch this season. Daddy won't make it to see him play.
That had been a goal, you know.
He built stuff, wooden crafts, quilt frames and rug frames to weave rag rugs. He was very cool. If I could describe it, he would build it. In fact, keep an eye out for a particular pattern in my new book, (may have to delay publication due to life) in which Daddy answered a question from me, which served to solve a quilt mystery.
Love you forever Daddy.
Until next time,
My best always,