This year, the Barrie Terry Fox run will be celebrating the life of my father. The life of my dad has been, and always be a huge inspiration to me. It breaks my heart to think that there are so many people out there who didn’t get the chance to meet the dynamic, larger-than-life man that lived every moment (and wasn’t given nearly enough time here with us).
I am one of six very luck people to have been raised by Jim Dirmeitis – It was like winning the Dad Lottery!
To kick off my month of fundraising prior to the Terry Fox run, I will share with you a couple of my favorite Dirmeitisisms
1) If you are having a great day, celebrate with ice cream. If you aren’t having the best day, pick things up with ice cream. If you are having a down right rotten day… eat some ice cream. Ice cream is the affordable, easy accessible, 100% effective happy maker (or supreme comforter). In fact, I think I will have a bowl right now!
2) Coffee. Black. Lots of it.
To be honest, I’m pretty sure my dad would have preferred I didn’t get into coffee as early as I did in life (I think I would have been short anyway), but he always had a mug in his hand – so what else did he think would happen?! Growing up I remember fibbing and saying I loved black coffee as a way to get him to share some of his. He attempted to call my bluff, no doubt… but I eventually did acquire as taste for coffee. We had many a daddy-daughter coffee date. A hot mug of coffee is the way I bring the comfort of my dad’s great big hugs into my daily life.
3) Love your family. This is one of the last pictures of my dad and my grandma (who joined her son two weeks after his passing). My dad honored his mother and would never give up a moment to brag about what a strong, loving, generous, humble woman she was (and was she ever). I find myself bragging about my family the way I used to be embarrassed to hear my dad brag about us… but I come from a family of incredible people, so what else can I do!
4) Give back. The Terry Fox run is only one example of the way my dad gave back to those around him. He also taught karate, spoke at Gilda’s club fundraisers, and helped anyone who needed an extra pair of hands…. or set of ears…. or a shoulder…. or arms. Get the picture? There are many many times you will need to rely on the generosity of others, so all the other times be the person you hope to see in your time of need.
If you didn’t get the chance to meet the amazing Jim Dirmeitis, I am deeply sorry for your loss. You would have loved him. I do.