I took a few moments this afternoon to reflect on the past weeks events… From death-wake-funeral-cemetary to my arrival down here at his place of peace…(the beachouse in onset).
It all seems like an unhappy blur to be honest, but what i never anticipated was the joy I felt being so completely engulfed in the love of our friends… Not just Dads friends… But the army of moms co-workers, Ryan’s co-workers… My friends from the Red Cross as well as my FEMA colleagues.
The men from Mt Pleasent Golf Club who lined the doorways in silent honor… The Lowell/Winchester PD bike escorts standing in salute at EVERY intersection along the way. My/His dear friend Bobby playing taps at his grave side.
Its was all a blur, but as I sit in his chair quietly looking out down the road to the beach… its becomes so much more vivid. It is my honor to be his son. It is a blessing to have experienced the love of that day… It did ease the pain.
So now as I sit here in his chair… Its time to turn the page. A new chapter in this battle with cancer. The fights simply not over.
I’ll continue to post here on thefightinghaddock; because there is really so much more to say. Memories of the good times, the path we chose to take through the bad. Most importantly the inspiration so many others may need to carry on their own fight.
Haddock fought to the bittet end because he never accepted that it was his time, or that he would ever let the cancer win.
I will carry on the fight…