365 days without my father
Dad … one year since you passed away. One whole year. How?!?
The last few nights, he has appeared in my dreams - the pre-Alzheimer’s Bruce, with the twinkle in his eye, his awesome laugh, and his warm smile. In the dreams, I find myself walking towards him as he moves farther and farther away. I think I am looking for his advice … But if you knew my dad, you know he would have moved mountains to be close to those he loved. I think about him EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. His words of wisdom, his kindness, his guidance (oh how I need some of your guidance, Dad!) … and his love. He was simply the best and he made me feel like the very best version of myself. The world is less sparkly without you, Dad. My decisions are less clear. The path a bit scarier. But as my dear friend Patrick reminded me yesterday, “Maybe he is not done here yet. His consciousness still lives on through you all.”
I hold on to the knowledge that he knew he was loved and appreciated and that his legacy WILL live on through his kids and grandkids - Dan Pasternack, Laura Pasternack, Kira, Reid, Kaileia, and Tiberius. 2022 … carrying the torch and knowing I will do all I can to continue to build off of the foundation he built for all of us. Please, please help us find a cure for younger-onset Alzheimer’s disease so others don’t have their legacy interrupted.
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Authored by @joannepasternack
Joanne & her father, Bruce
“Let me tell you, he is the hole in my heart. His loss is my scar. But let me tell you something, his memory drives me forward every single day of my life.” - Michelle Obama
