I completed the hardest writing task of my life on Saturday. After my dad asked me on Friday morning to help him write thank you notes, I went out and bought the cards, and then all through the afternoon, I tried to find a moment when he seemed energetic and coherent enough to start writing them. It wasn’t until Saturday morning, though, right before I planned to leave, that we had our first opportunity. He seemed ready, but I tried asking him probably 50 different ways what he wanted to say, and he was silent each time. But his face said volumes, and so I gently suggested that I write the notes from my perspective, sitting at his bedside, and let the recipients know what I think he’s trying to tell them. He liked that idea, so I came up with a basic formula and ran it by him, and got a teary-eyed nod of approval.
I tweaked and customized it for different recipients, but the
Yesterday morning, my father asked me to help him write a thank you note to you.
This morning, I sat down with him to transcribe his message, and that proved a harder task than imagined. I am writing to you from his bedside, and what I see in his face as he struggles to find the words is gratitude. What he seems to want to say is thank you for everything – your support, your kindness, your prayers, and most of all, your love.
I hope you know the importance you’ve had in my father’s life, and how much he appreciates you. And for that, our whole family appreciates you, too.
(signed by me and by my dad)
I hope it does the job.