Laura's Corner
I work very hard and am attending college to obtain my degree in the Human Service field. Writing makes me feel alive and gives me the opportunity to touch those whom I would not be able to otherwise. Last but not least, I have been blessed with two amazing daughters who love me completely and support my dreams. Feel free to contact me with questions, concerns or feedback.
Goodbye Dad...
My Dad, Thomas Hendricks, recently went to sleep and woke up in heaven. Funny thing is that he never mentioned that he was planning a permanent vacation. I could go on to mention the obvious. My dad was a great man and had a wicked sense of humor. A guy who rarely became angry. He loved his kids, grandkids and anyone else he came into contact with on a regular basis. A man who took pride in providing for his family, regardless of the cost. Regardless of what was going on in my life, my dad supported me. I could have told my dad I was in prison; he would have bailed me out and taken care of the situation. There was no hesitation or fear when it came to being who I truly was. I was able to share every heart wrenching detail of my life knowing that his love was unconditional. Although my dad provided for us financially, he required nothing for himself. He was a simple man, never worried about cell phones, internet or computers. He was not a man to brag about his “toys”, instead he bragged about his children and grandchildren. In joking last year, I said, “Dad, promise you will never leave me.” He crossed his heart and swore that he wouldn’t. I told him I couldn’t do it without him. He knew he was my best friend and I allowed him to believe that he had gifted me with his intelligence, wit and of course, good looks. Despite the fact he was an inch taller than me at 6’2”, he considered me a giraffe. During a trip to the zoo, he purchased a ticket for myself to ride the elephant, yet called out, “His legs are collapsing”, when I jumped on its back. He was a laugh out loud kind of guy who said the craziest things without hesitation. He refused to compete with Mr. or Mrs. Jones. He was confident in his own skin and was a rebel at times. When told to get a hair department from a Chief at the fire department, he decided to instead “shave it all off.” I have said since hearing the news “I wish I would have had more time”, but the truth of the matter is this; my dad is, was, and will always be the coolest dad in the world. I have resolution knowing that my father made peace with everyone in his life prior to his passing. I was gifted with 39 years, 468 months, 14,040 days, 336,960 hours, 20,217,600 minutes, and 1,213,056,000 seconds of his presence. Certainly can’t complain about that! My father loved me, but most importantly, I loved him back. I will miss you dad!
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