When I think of Paul, I think of kindness and I see his huge smile. He was so sweet... and patient! No matter what Sheri and I were up to, he was always laughing at us instead of yelling. I know we annoyed the heck out of him sometimes too. Lol! He still came to our rescue any time we needed him.
One thing I will never forget is the night we were acting wild and crazy at the Rialto house, and I decided to dance on the table. Not the best idea because it collapsed and shattered!!!! Most people would have been angry if something like that happened to their table, but not Paul. He laughed so hard and just said, “Oh well. It was old anyway”. I always felt such positive energy when I was around him.
Loss and grief are some of the hardest things we have to deal with in life, but I know Paul would not want anyone to hurt. Today, everyone must grieve, but soon you will look back and you will laugh and smile every time you think of him. What an amazing man, and dad. He did good!!!
Hold onto the memories. They are our greatest gifts, and they will last a lifetime.
Love you, Sheri.