I remember him more than just about any man in my life. I had a few growin up. I had my dad, my adopted dad, my step dad and my grandaddy. Those were the main family “men”.
But he was this man who I thought knew it all. Someone I trusted with every ounce of my being. I respected. I knew could fix anything. He was a good man. He loved me, at least it felt like it. He saved my life a few times with just his “being”.
Dr. Pete Moss
I knew him in all kinds of ways. Do NOT be weird. It was never like that. It was SAFE. Like one of the only safe and i Mean totally safe men I knew. He never hurt me, yelled and was always honest in this way that made me wanna be the best little girl I could be. He was who mama took me to see when I was totally out of control, which was ALL THE TIME.He wasn’t just my doctor, he was hers too. And sometimes I wish, well a lot I wished they could be together 🙂 Granny also worked for him, so he was just all up in our small town life.
Everyone in my hometown of Franklin, Tennessee
ee went to see Dr. Moss. He now says I have to call him Pete. Whatever Pete.
Why am I writing this as a blog?
I guess my motive is this.
We all have crap happen. We all take the wrong road, make some mistakes and we forgive and pray others will forgive us.
When I talk to Pete, I am still 8 years old and feel so safe. Like I could immediately tell him EXACTLy what is hurting. And he would listen. He is a born pediatrician to all us hurt adults that can’t quite believe he is no longer our doc 🙂
But for me and countless others…He is always and forever not only our safe place, our doctor but our friend. I love you Dr. Pete Moss 🙂