I always considered this day, Valentine’s Day a silly holiday. Never gave it much thought but I liked it when someone sent me something to tell me that they loved me.
I would normally get roses sent to me on this day with a card that read: “Brig, I love you, Sweetheart, Daddy.” Or I’d get a card stating I was a beautiful, wonderful daughter and it would be signed, “Brig, I love you, Sweetheart, Daddy.”
I didn’t get that today and I won’t be getting that again from him. I don’t know why I’m even writing this because he’s left this life and I don’t know how yet to go through life without him being in it. But I’m going to have to and I thought I’d honor him today with a few inept words because that’s all I have right now.
He was an intensely private person but I don’t think he’d mind me doing this. Maybe I’ll write more about who he was someday when I can. When I can do so with words worthy of the man he was. I don’t know when that will be. But some of you have emailed me asking me where I’ve been and I’ve answered you. Thank you for caring and for your kind words of comfort — thank you.
But right now, I’m going to pause and I’ll see you when I see you. I’m going to try and figure some stuff out. Try to make some sense out of this. I will because that’s what he would want me to do, feel better and get on with things. I’m guessing it will get better. I’ve not been through this before so I’m feeling my way through, getting comfort from people I love and love me and giving that comfort back.
Happy Valentine’s Day. I hope you have a beautiful one. He’ll always be my first hero, he was my Mom’s hero — and I love him deeply and I always will.