| Jun. 2nd, 2006 @ 04:40 pm Dad |
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Current Mood:  sad
This is the hardest update, I have ever had to write. On Wednesday May 31st my dad past away. That morning he was having trouble breathing, and we called on ambulance. I drove Mom to the hospital, my sister stayed at the house to call Mom's boss and get my brother. Mom and I beat the ambulance there, which they said would happen, cause they transferre to another ambulance. We were in the waiting room and a nurse came to get us. They told us that he had stopped breathing in the ambulance and they had started CPR. My sister and brother joined us, and we all held each other. Then the news came that my dad had past and we all lost it. It felt like a ton of bricks came crashing down on me and I slid down the wall and wept.
My brother's girlfriend's father came with her to be with David and soon my cousin and her husband, my Aunt JJ and Uncle Rob came. We had already been with my Dad in the trauma room, which was so surreal. We sat, cried and prayed (my uncle being a Minister). I tried to be strong for my mom and siblings, but I couldnt.
Later that day, my Mom, sister, Aunt, Uncle and I all went to the funeral home to plan the funeral. Before we had left, we gathered some cloths for my dad, we were thinking a tie, but he hated ties and he would have haunted us all if we made him wear one. I gave my Mom by Eagle medal for my dad to wear, to which my Mom started crying, because my Dad did the same thing when his dad died.
Thursday morning Mom, Beth and I attended the High School academic assembly, because they were having a moment of silence, and we felt we should be there, with David attending classes all day. At the wake, which is always hard, we were all surprised at the about of people. We knew a lot of people knew my dad, but I dont think we knew how much we were loved along with Dad. We said how goodbyes to Dad, and told him that we would be ok, and that Mom would be ok. The funeral was today, and again we were all amazed by the amount of people coming to pay there respects. The burial was very hard, but we had the support of friends and family we wouldnt have been able to get through it.
I know that my Dad went the way he wanted and he couldnt have planned it better if he tried. Dad I love you with all my heart and soul. I will do my best to live by the standards you set for me as a man.
James J. Barrett
2/19/1948-5/31/2006 |
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