I've put this off for over a month. I really have no idea what to say.
I started this blog over 10 years ago to provide people updates on my Dad and how his battle with cancer was going. Assume that every sentence that I type here is paused for me to fight back my tears. Larry is gone. My father, my role model, one of the top people I had on the entire planet died on September 19th, 2019.
I made a vow to myself when I started this blog to remember to tell everyone about him and to tell him that I loved him every chance I could. Larry wasn't much of a "I love you" kind of guy. He was much more like me. A, let me show you how much I love you by washing your car, or offering to drive you to the store, type. He was also polite, so every time I told him I loved him, he would repeat it back. We did this for the past 10 years. I spent some of his last days with him and I knew that I didn't have very many chances left. I slipped some extras in when I could. I think he knew.
At this point I still can't get through a Beatles song without getting upset. There are a thousand country songs that will cause the same thing. There is a song that recently became a hit that started playing around the time Dad was diagnosed again with cancer. I just recently made it through that one. I have no idea how.
Ok. Less rambling.
I love you dad. I will do my best to be the husband, father, and man you were. I will tell my people that I love them and I will wash their cars. I miss you.
Your son,
Jon
Even though I'm leaving
