Ten.
Dad handed down to me one of his FDNY pins this year. I bought the boots myself.
Last year I told my story for the first time. You can still find it here: http://lonelygenius102.wordpress.com/nine/
Since history is something uneditable through time, there’s no need my rewriting it. This is more of a postscript.
This year, my dad is spending this weekend in a big way, the way I wished he always would have and hopefully always will: around his family and friends. I’m endlessly proud of this accomplishment of his, and makes me reflect on what I should be doing, too. I’m not alone this year as I was last year, my mom is around, so that helps. I can’t promise I won’t sleep the day away as I have done the majority of the last 3 years, but I will be limiting what I watch, and maybe even try to leave the house. (I’ll save explaining my current mental state for a later, more appropriate post.) Hopefully I can build myself up into spending this day in the future, and everyday, doing what my dad did- simply helping people.
That’s what we’re all here for, right?
