Like me, my dad also loved to travel and also loved to eat. When he was diagnosed with tongue cancer and the chemo made it too painful to eat he started making a list of all the restaurants he had always wanted to go so he could eat there when he got better. A few months ago, after chemo didn’t work, they had to remove his tongue and voice box and we knew he would never get to experience any of those places.
The last year has been hard and right now everything seems much harder. But this past year has also inspired me, more so than ever, to try and live the life I want to live. I want to see the whole world, I want to experience everything possible, and I don’t want to let opportunities pass me by. Because life is too short.
I just wanted to drop in and let you know that while I am on a bit of a hiatus in posting I am not going anywhere. OK, actually that is not true because I hope to be going everywhere. But you know what I mean. I hope to be back to blogging daily soon, but I’m just not up to it right now.
And here’s to you dad, the one who inspired my travels and drove my family to Disney Land and Disney World when I was a kid and who drove me from Chattanooga and back to see a hamburger eating contest and who always filled up my gas tank when I left my car out front. I’ll miss you for who you were and for everything you’ve done.