I can hardly believe it has been five years since we lost my dad. I miss him so very much.
Sometimes I think about him and laugh at the memories. Other times I burst into tears knowing he really is gone.
Today is Father’s Day and we should all reflect about the father figures in our lives and make sure we tell them — if you can — how much we love and appreciate them.
My dad had a great sense of humor and loved to laugh. He enjoyed playing golf, although he never professed to be all that good at it. He also loved the Kentucky Wildcats and all things basketball.
Both of my parents went to the University of Kentucky and raised us to love and respect the Bluegrass State.
All four of us were born in Kentucky, even though I lived there only for the first six months of my life. I have fond memories of visiting Kentucky several times a year since that was where most of our relatives lived.
We always watched the Kentucky Derby, and my parents attended it several times.
I have no doubt my dad had ringside seats in heaven as American Pharoah won the Triple Crown this year.
My dad also loved the water and we grew up boating on many beautiful lakes all over the country, but mainly in the South.
And that hobby was infectious, as all four of his kids went on to raise our own children boating and playing on lakes, especially beautiful Lake Lanier.
Dad also loved cooking out. Although he always had a gas grill, he insisted that great barbecue had to be cooked on a charcoal grill.
I remember as a little girl hanging out with him while he cooked Boston butts, baby back ribs and bone-in chicken breasts on that old grill. I picture him with his tongs in one hand and a beer in the other.
I love that Paul has carried on that barbecue tradition. And, in fact, all day today he will be smoking ribs and a Boston butt. (See the June 19 edition of the Forsyth County News for the recipes.)
I always helped my parents “pull the pork” and they always did it with their fingers while the meat was almost too hot to handle.
No matter where we ate barbecue, even when it was a famous spot, my dad always said it wasn’t as good as his. We all agreed.
Since I had three older brothers, I was really my dad’s princess and he treated me that way. He always called me his “rose among thorns.”
I never wanted to disappoint him and I always felt supported and loved by him.
Our two daughters always say how their bar is set so high when it comes to a boyfriend, since their father is such a great husband and father.
I agree and had the same “problem,” since my dad was such a wonderful person and father.
I feel incredibly lucky and blessed to have had such a great dad and, of course, to have my husband. I pray that our four children have wonderful memories about their own father.
I know my brothers and their children all miss my dad as much as I do. Happy Father’s Day to all of the fathers and grandfathers out there.
If you are lucky enough to still have your dad in your life, give him a big hug and tell him how much you love him.
If you have lost your dad, be sure and share your memories with loved ones to help keep his memory alive.
Adlen Robinson is author of “Home Matters: The Guide to Organizing Your Life and Home.” E-mail her at firstname.lastname@example.org.