January 24, 1994. I remember that day very well. It was the first day of the first all-sports radio station in the Dallas/Ft. worth area. I remember thinking that it was going to be cool to listen to a fun sports station. But I didn't know how attached I would get to the personalities on the shows.
I was just back from spending time with my family in Borger over the Christmas holiday. It was a different kind of holiday. It was the first Christmas since my Dad passed away. Everyone tried their best to go on, and make it as normal as possible. But it was still different. Difficult at times.
I always love seeing my family, but it did hurt to see everyone act as if nothing was different. I remember doing my best to stay upbeat and positive, but when I got back to Arlington I had a hard time. I'm not sure why it took almost 10 months after my Dads death for it to really hit me, but it did. I remember going to work and having to hold back my emotions just to keep from crying during the day. When I would get home, I just wanted to go to bed. It was not a good time.
So when this dumb radio station started up, I didn't think much about it. But from the very beginning, I was hooked. With time, I started laughing again. The guys on the radio brought me out of my depression. It didn't make me miss my Dad any less, but I realized I could still enjoy life and not wallow in my own sadness.
So this weekend I went to the Dallas Convention Center, and laughed my butt off as I watched and listened to the guys on the Ticket celebrate their 20th anniversary. They told all kinds of stories about their last 20 years and it was so much fun! They'll never really know how their humor helped me out, but I'm really thankful they were there.
I think Dad would get a chuckle out of them too.
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