My father died May 29, 2006. It was a Monday — and, thus, Memorial Day. It was 11 years ago, yet I often ponder what he'd think of my life.pic.twitter.com/PU0dj3zLZq
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One of the last times I saw him when he was healthy was at my law school graduation. He was so proud. And I was happy he was proud.
We weren't the closest father and son, but, in the last year of his life—as I was starting my life as a lawyer—we had started talking more.
I'd call him in the morning, driving into work, and we'd talk about whatever. I'd often stop outside the parking deck to talk longer.
One of the last conversations we had, the last real conversation, was simple in a sense — but ultimately changed the trajectory of my life.
He told me to do something that I cared about with my life, something that was inspired by my passion, something that drove me to do better.
I do. It is. And I hope I always will have the humility to strive to do better.pic.twitter.com/4XrsQ7346u
He'd be proud, yes, but it's his little bits of wisdom—and the goofy dad-isms and subtle-but-needed ego checks—that I miss at key moments.
In any event, while I miss him — especially today — I'm so grateful for all that he did give me.
Thanks for the kindness, y'all. Much appreciated. I'm gonna get to sleep, tho, because it's a long week (& the start of a long month) ahead.
Night, all, and let us be good to one another — and ourselves.
What did your dad do in the Navy?
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