I was surfing the internet last week, and I ran across THIS list. It's a great list, and it should be followed by every Man that has a daughter. There are so many good, and important points in there. #15 really touched me a lot, and I will tell you why.....
In 1975, when my Dad was just 30 years old, he was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Disease. I was only two at the time, and my brother was six. On the Thanksgiving following his diagnosis my Mom was told that my Dad only had about five months to live. I can not even begin to imagine what she went through after hearing that. Had to be devastating! After receiving surgery, chemotherapy and radiation, my Dad miraculously beat the cancer. He went into remission until the cancer showed up again in 1982. He went through surgery, chemotherapy and radiation again, and he beat the cancer again. He has been in remission since then, and has dealt with many more health issues as well. My Mom has also had some pretty serious medical issues/scares, and I would swear they both have 9 lives each! It's said "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger", and they are proof of that!
Fast forward to July 1st, 2006- my wedding day!! I was 33 when I got married, and I am pretty sure we were all convinced I was never going to find "Mr. Right". While planning the wedding, we were working on all the dances that would take place. My Dad is pretty quiet for the most part, and does not like being fussed over, or being the center of attention. After Phil and I talked about it, I called my Mom and told her we were thinking of doing the Father/Daughter dance, and the Mother/Son dance as a combined dance. We figured if all four of us were on the dance floor together, there wouldn't be so much attention focused on my Dad. I should also mention that he was a little nervous at that time since he had a bit of a limp from his hip replacement.
My Mom brought the idea up to my Dad that day. When she told him our "plan", he got very quiet. My Mom asked him what was wrong. He told her that he was really looking forward to that dance with me because the last time he went in to remission his Dr. told him "you are going to live long enough to dance with your daughter at her wedding.". Needless to say, my Dad and I had the dance floor all to ourselves for that very special dance that his Dr. promised him 24 years prior!
**I forgot to tell you to have a tissue handy for this post**
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