I know I mentioned being overwhelmed by life at the beginning of summer and that my posting would decrease because of so much going on in life. Well since I haven’t posted in 3 weeks so it’s been nonexistent. I don’t think I correctly understood the meaning of the word overwhelmed at that point. Now I know better…
I traveled to Pittsburgh on 7/25 to be with my family after hearing my dad was not doing well. After spending a week with him in ICU in a coma, we lost him on 7/31.
Typing those words still doesn’t make it seem real. I feel like I am living a dream, a nightmare really… and I just want it to end. My dad was only 55, and he took really good care of himself- exercised, didn’t smoke or drink, ate healthy, maintained a healthy weight. To lose him at such a time seems so completely unfair.
My two sisters, mother, and I are dealing with so much pain and sadness surrounding this tragedy. As are the athletes he coached, our extended family, and a great part of our local community. Countless condolences have been shared with my family as well as many great sentiments about my dad who truly was an amazing and inspiring person. I had the privilege of giving the eulogy at my dad’s funeral last week and I shared how much my dad would do for my sisters, mother, and myself; how he had a wonderful sense of humor, how close I was to him, how he always stood up for what he believed in, and how much he has taught us. My dad was one of my favorite people in the entire world and not being able to have him here is an indescribable heartache.
It’s hard to share something so personal with some of my closest friends let alone on the blog with strangers, but I’m learning that talking about the tragedy of my dad’s unexpected death is one of the best ways to accept it and start some of the recovery process.
Miss you so much Dad <3