I watched the movie Simon Burch last night. Wow, what a story! I laughed, sobbed, laughed and sobbed all the way through. Though it won the People’s Choice Award and a few others for child stars in 1999, it didn’t make a huge boxoffice splash, but I think it’s worth the watch anytime.
Jim Carrey, the older Joe who narrates the movie about his life as a 12-13 year old, said about dying (about his mother) something I want to share with you. It’s also appropriate today on Father’s Day as my dad, Don, died in December of 2008.
I miss all the goodness about my dad - his big sense of humor, laughter and joking, small town hard work ethics, doing the best he could with what he had and helping others out at every turn.
“When someone you love dies you don’t lose them all at once,
you lose them in pieces over time.
Like how the mail stops coming.
What I remember most to this day was my mothers scent
and how I hated it when it began to disappear -
first from her closets and drawers,
then from her dresses that she had sewed herself
and finally from her bedsheets and pillowcases.”
(Sorry dad for not having some better jpeg photos to whip into this post! . . . Sadly, Dad had macular degeneration/going blind and other illnesses the last 15 years of his life and so didn’t look so happy as when I was growing up.)
If you’ve lost your father, today remember all the goodness as much as you can and be grateful that some of it rubbed off on you.