Death

Today is the day my dad died 3 years ago! July 27th ,2007! It is a very sad day for my family especially my mother! I am really just numb today!

Claude Adam Little was my Dad, maybe not my biological father but my true dad. Even though I was an adult when he married my mom, he is the only man that has ever been in my life that deserves that title, the one that makes him my Dad. In 2005, he was diagnosed with small cell cancer. Claude fought and was sure he was gonna recover until the doctors told him he was in his last stage of cancer and there was nothing else they could do. I wonder at times if he would have been with us longer if those words were never spoken to him. (Just a thought) I called him Pa reminded me of "Little house on the Prairie", but it was that perfect. We were so much alike and strangers would always assume he was my father, said we looked alike. We would just look at each other and give a soft smile. My dad and I were both left handed, (I am the only kid out of 5 that is a lefty) we both had 2 left feet, we both loved Ice cream and banana's. We even both put green olives on our cottage cheese!
Pa had the kindest eyes, he was a humble but proud man. I could count on him for everything a hug when I was in tears, encouragement, an ass chewing when I was majorly fucking up, but also let me make my own mistakes and didn't interfere until It was necessary. We would talk and he would give me his take on things but never pushed me into changing my mind, just swaying me a little. I love him very very much and he is the Papa to my children, and my grandchildren. I miss him tremendously and so does my entire immediate family.