Saturday, November 22, 2008

My Dad


This post may be a bit sad for some people, so if you want to keep you holly jollies, please do not read this post.
Today November the 22nd is the 18th anniversary of my Dad's death. My Dad's name was Charles Michael Culver. He hated Charles so he went by Michael. My middle daughter is names after him, Michaela. I think about him everyday. It is the November time when it turns a little melancholy for me. I like to think he is up there with my little baby May, helping to take care of her for me. I had miscarried my baby and I swear that night, I thought I saw him in my hallway, but it was my husband walking in the hallway getting ready for work. But, I still think it was him, telling me, he is taking care of her. He died of lung cancer. Smoking, a terrible habit he started when he was 13 years old. I was 19 when he died. He was admitted to the hospital on March 19, 1990, my birthday for chest pains. He had a blocked artery to his heart, He needed heart by pass surgury. But before they did that, the doctors found a spot on his chest xray. It was cancer. He died 9 months later, November 22, 1990. That day happened to be Thanksgiving Day. I was in college when the cancer has spread to his liver. Mom picked me up for Thanksgiving vacations and said, "Do you have anything black to wear? Daddy is dying. " I wanted to cry, but I couldn't because my Mom' s lips were quirvering. When I got to the hospital, he was already ina semi coma and probably did not know I was there in the room. My Mom told him and his eyes open for a second. Never saw them open again.
Thanksgiving Day wasn't the same since, but meeting my husband three years later has helped. I now look forward to the holiday, to be with my kids, husband and family.

This is a picture of him when he was in his twenties. He was in the Marines. He was so proud of the Marines. Which in turns makes me proud of the Marines.
On the right is a picture of him, after he married my mother . He was in the backyard of our house. After he had died I had snatch this picure from my Mom's photo album and took it with me back to college.
I have another picture of him I wanted to show, it was with me when I was a little girl. I thought I had scanned it, probably made one of my many mistakes. I will redo that picture and post tomorrow.
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3 comments:

MarciaBrady said...

Oh...this made me cry. I'm sorry to hear about your father. I can't imagine. My dad has had throat cancer from smoking. That was over 10 years ago and I'm happy to say he's been cancer free since. I still worry about him though because he still smokes. I don't understand it, but that just goes to show how addicting it is.

Your father is very handsome. It's good to remember him!

I'm so glad you have your husband and kids and can enjoy the holidays again!

I hope you have a GREAT Thanksgiving this year.

Queenie Jeannie said...

Hugs and I love you!!

It's so hard to lose those we love, but when that happens on holidays you can't help feeling worse.

Know that he is waiting for you, so don't feel sad. More hugs.

Ikki said...

Your post took me back to my own Dad dying 8 years ago from a very nasty cancer, so I do realise just how sad you were feeling when you posted this. But thankfully time lessens the sadness and the good memories come through - not to feel sadness would mean that you had nothing to loss. You obviously had a lovely relationship with your Dad and many happy memories. Hold him close, and give to your children what he gave to you. love Ikki

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