My Father, My Hero

Introduction

My journey with fatherhood began in an unconventional way. When I was just 2 months old, my biological father and mother separated, and my mom moved our family up north to Snowflake, AZ. When I was just 6 months old, my mother married Frank Nattrass. While I have a handful of fleeting memories of my biological father, for years I harbored a belief that I was missing out on the quintessential father-son experiences that my friends seemed to enjoy. Little did I know that Frank would become the cornerstone of my childhood and the father that I always thought I was missing.

The Early Years

Frank Nattrass stepped into my life with open arms and an open heart. He was there for every milestone, big and small. From my first tentative steps to my first coherent words, and that nerve-wracking first day of school, Frank was my constant. He didn't just witness these moments; he actively participated in shaping them. Frank had an innate ability to make the world come alive for me. He helped me navigate the complexities of life, always ready with a patient explanation or a guiding hand. His enthusiasm for discovery was contagious, and together we embarked on countless adventures, each one an opportunity to learn something new and exciting.

One of Frank's most enduring lessons was his approach to problem-solving. Whenever something broke, from a toy to a household appliance, Frank saw it as an opportunity rather than an inconvenience. "Let's see how it works," he'd say, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. Through these impromptu repair sessions, he instilled in me a belief that with determination and creativity, I could build or fix anything I set my mind to. This lesson extended far beyond material objects, shaping my approach to life's challenges.

A Testament to Endurance

In 1998, our family faced a devastating blow when Frank was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. The following year, we made the decision to relocate to Mesa, Arizona, a move that would mark the beginning of an extraordinary journey of love, care, and resilience. Frank lived with Alzheimer's for an astonishing 26 years, a duration that left even medical professionals in awe. This remarkable feat wasn't just a testament to Frank's strength; it was a living proof of the power of love and dedicated care.

The primary architect of this incredible endurance was my mother, Sherrie Nattrass. Her unwavering commitment to Frank's well-being was nothing short of heroic. Day after day, year after year, she stood by his side, providing not just physical care but emotional support and an abundance of love. Their story became one of inspiration, showing the world the true meaning of "in sickness and in health."

Throughout his battle with Alzheimer's, Frank continued to teach us valuable lessons. His resilience in the face of a relentless disease was awe-inspiring. Even as the illness progressed, stealing away memories and abilities, it could not diminish the essence of who Frank was – a kind, loving, and strong individual.

A Lasting Legacy

Frank Nattrass wasn't just a father figure; he was the embodiment of what it means to be a truly good person. His selflessness was evident in every action, every decision. Never one to complain, Frank faced life's challenges with a quiet strength that inspired all who knew him. His compassion knew no bounds, extending not just to family but to friends, neighbors, and even strangers.

What set Frank apart was his capacity for love. It wasn't just in grand gestures but in the small, everyday moments – a listening ear, a word of encouragement, a gentle pat on the back, a big hug. He had a way of making everyone feel valued and important. This is the man I am immensely proud to call my father.

Frank's legacy lives on in the values he instilled in me and in the countless lives he touched. He showed me that true strength lies in kindness, that resilience is born from love, and that the measure of a person is not in their achievements but in how they treat others. These lessons continue to guide me in my own journey through life and fatherhood.

The Aftermath: Navigating Loss and Gratitude

The loss of Frank left an undeniable void in my life. There are still moments when the weight of his absence feels overwhelming. I find myself wishing for more time – more conversations, more shared laughter, more opportunities to learn from his wisdom. The desire to share my adult life, my successes and challenges, with him is a poignant reminder of the depth of our bond.

Yet, amidst the sorrow, there's an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I'm profoundly thankful for the time we had together. Every memory, every lesson, every moment of love and support is a treasure I carry with me. Frank's influence on my life is immeasurable, shaping not just who I am but who I strive to be.

In reflecting on our time together, I've come to realize that the feeling of "missing out" I once had was unfounded. What I gained in Frank was far more than I could have imagined – a father who chose me, who loved me unconditionally, and who dedicated his life to ensuring I had every opportunity to thrive.

More to Come: Honoring a Legacy

This tribute to Frank is just the beginning. There are countless stories, lessons, and memories that deserve to be shared. In the coming posts, I plan to delve deeper into specific aspects of Frank's life and the impact he had on those around him. From his approach to problem-solving to his unwavering optimism in the face of adversity, each story offers valuable insights into what it means to live a life of purpose and love.

Stay tuned for more chapters in this ongoing tribute to Frank Nattrass – a father, a hero, and an inspiration to all who knew him. Through these stories, I hope to not only honor his memory but also to inspire others to embrace the values he lived by – kindness, resilience, and unconditional love.