This past Sunday was my father’s birthday. He had been in the hospital for the four days prior, so I was fairly confident that he would be sober (he had just been released the evening before). I was very pleasantly surprised that we had SUCH a nice time. It was just my sister, her 10 month old daughter, my parents and me. It is rare these days that our whole family is together (all five of us lol). It was really cute to see my dad with the baby- she’s their only grandchild. My sister kept telling me to take videos and pictures of our father holding the baby and singing to her. I think we always have the thought in the back of our minds that each time we see him could be the last. I realize that is very morbid, but he is in bad health and still makes really bad choices. Each time we have a day like this, we relish the new memories we made with him and the feeling of having a “normal family”. I know from lots and lots and lots of prior experiences not to take days like this for granted because my dad can easily erase the good feelings with one nasty email.
We have a lot of fun, celebratory events coming up, mostly all revolving around my niece…her Christening, her first birthday, her first birthday party. My dad has always been able to keep it together for big events like this, which is always a relief. However, he also has a tendency to cancel coming at the last minute. I never thought I would say this, but I really hope he comes to everything, because I am pretty sure they will be more good memories for our family, and we definitely could use more of those!