Good-Bye Danny 3/27/59-1/5/21

No one realizes just how hard it is to say good-bye for the final time.  I used to get laughed at by you. "Why are you crying?  You're just going to Florida.  You'll be back in a couple weeks."  Annynd the answer was always the same.  "Because you never know what could happen.  

Danny and I were not always on good terms, let me start off by saying that.  We had our ups and downs, our goods and bads, and some of those bad times were downright awful!  The good more than often outweighed the bad.

Danny and I, over the years have been blessed with 7 grandchildren, and 2 of them lived with Danny, and a 3rd was on the way.  But then cancer came and stole his health.  He became a force to be reckoned with in his fight.  Then he beat it.  He was ecstatic.  He worked hard to make sure his children, his grandchildren, and everyone who knew him, knew that he was living day to day, making memories.  

Then came the news the cancer came back.  Danny got more and more sick, ending up in the hospital, more and more often.  He told me that he wanted to start getting out more because depression would kill him more than anything.  

In December of 2020 he ended up in the hospital and he checked himself out right before Christmas.  He got to celebrate a little with the kids before he went back on December 30, 2020.  On January 4, 2021 we were notified that it would be best to put him in hospice care because he wasn't getting better and probably wouldn't.  I got the call on January 5, 2021 at 6:26 a.m. that he had passed away at 6:17 a.m.

Telling the kids that their dad had passed was something I was not prepared to do.  Telling friends of Danny's was also hard.  The hardest, though, is remembering every single fight, every single harsh word said, every single everything ever said!  Those things haunt me all the time!  

I love you, Danny.  Always have, always will!