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I was busy studying Mandarin Chinese and working as a model in Taiwan and Hong Kong when my dad came over, along with some other Ford employees, and took great delight in telling me about going to a local department store. They were all going up the escalator and one of his coworkers said something about 'the pretty American girl in the poster'.
In 1995, I was a Hospice nurse by profession and a full-time nursing student when I took care of my father when he was put on Hospice. He had colon cancer (as his mother did) that had metastasized to his liver.
I was given the amazing gift of taking care of both my mother and my father during their last days here. Once, after gently wrapping my dad's swollen, weeping legs, I leaned over and said, "you're the best patient I've ever had", and my dad responded in a soft whisper, "you're the best nurse I've ever had honey".
These words I will treasure forever.
Inscribed on the granite stone with a bodysurfer on a wave, remembering my champion athlete dad, my younger brothers and I chose: Our Friend, Our Father.
Miss you Dad.
Gentle Hugs....(and give your father some on this day.... if it is possible)