This Valentine’s Day will change every Valentine’s Day from now on. My father decided to pass on this day. Who knows if he was aware of that it was a lover’s day to pass on, but I like to think that in the end he chose love.
A lot of you know why I have been taking so many trips out of town so I could help care for my father. You may have seen me joke about his impressive collection or books, thousands of them. Favorite collections lined bookshelves, while bookshelves lined the walls of his home. Friends came to see him and told us how he was the smartest man they ever knew.
His quest for knowledge and learning, 2 bachelors, 3 masters and an almost phd never translated into his family. For us it was like a pathology, but when he was in his element he was revered for his mastery on his favorite subjects. We were a little robbed of family barbeques while his immersed in an important book in his favorite spot. Although he made very smart children too. Decision makers, people that can see simplicity in complexity, people that excel in whatever they chose.
In his last months we, my brother and sister, rallied around him, caring for him, whatever he needed we made it happen. He wanted to die at home. He had no fear and was so accepting about moving on. His humble fading body and spirit grounded us. I’m so proud and honored that we helped him pass with such love, community and peace.
Much love!!!