Friday, March 31, 2006

In memory of my Dad

I've spent some time remembering my Dad today. It was 15 years ago today that he died as a result of injuries sustained in a head-on collision. So much has happened in my life in the past 15 years that he has missed out on ... or I guess I was the one who missed his involvement in our lives. Eric and I hadn't even been married 2 years when he died, so my father never got to meet any of my kids. Eric only met him a handful of times -- the first time he met him was the evening he asked to marry me!

The bittersweet part of being pregnant for me was that my kids were never going to know the love of their Grandpa Block. I know he would have loved them and enjoyed them. He would have been so proud of Corey and the good grades he gets in school. He would have cheered heartily for BJ at his soccer games and been one of his biggest fans. I know he would have played Lego with Nathan. And I'm sure that just hanging out with Zackery would have brought him great joy.

I remember sitting and watching car racing, hockey, and other sports on TV with my Dad.
I remember him calling me Lizza Pizza.
I remember grading math tests for him (he was an elementary school principal).
I remember that given the option of staying inside and cleaning the house or working outside with Dad, I'd pick working with Dad every time (that may be why my house looks the way it does now!)
I remember going Christmas shopping with him one year in particular.
I remember the time he said that whatever I chose to do with my life as far as a vocation, he would support me in.
I remember him being a solid example of a Christ-follower.
I remember the times he told me he loved me.

1 comment:

Eric said...

Thanks Lisa.

I miss him too.