The loss of my Dad is hard on me. It is hard for me to accept that he is not with me any longer. I keep wanting to reach for the phone just to talk sports or whatever we would end up talking about.
I am supposed to come up with a story about him for his service tomorrow, but I can't think of one that is any better than the others. I am thinking about saying something about how he taught me to be a good Dad. One of his favorite lectures with me was the 3 R's-Respect, Responsiblity, and Reasoning. He always made sure to make a huge deal of the good my sister and I did. He always took us on at least a mini vacation to a baseball game, or something like Marine World. Every Monday he would take us to either Lake Tahoe, Donner Lake, or a pool called Bowers Mansion. We would never go before 1:00pm though because we wouldn't want to get a sunburn. He had a love for music that was passed on down to my sister and I. He used to have thousands of record albums. My sister and I got so hooked on to that love of music we are going half way across the country for a concert.
I will miss my dad greatly. It is still very hard for my to accept his death. He was always very healthy uo until this.
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You could tell the people all the nice things he did for you. The shoulder that he gave you to cry on. You could tell them about all the times he cried because of you. You could tell them that you are so thankful that you got the time with him that you did. That you understand there are people out there that got shitty dads and you are so greatful that you got one that loved you and taught you the ways of life in a loving caring repsonsable way. You could tell them that no matter what he loved you.
I don't know that you Dad did all those things for you but If I had a Dad that was worth a dang that is what I would like to say for him someday.
I will pray that you get though this hard time in your life and you find a way to keep your Dad in your heart. From what it sounds like you won't have a hard time doing that. Since i can't send flowers here are some from the heart...
10 4 u
I lost my dad 3 years ago in August and sometimes I still want to rush to the phone to tell him something. It does get easier.
I think what you just said here was wonderful.
The right words will come to you. Sometimes when you think to hard about it you have a hard time coming up with the right thing to say. Try not thinking about it for a few and it just might come to you. Best of luck, you will come up with the right words. I will keep you all in my thoughts and prayers tomorrow, during your time. God bless you and your loved ones.
God Bless
Z'
I also lost my father. I was 10 years old when he passed and even though its been 23 years I still think of him daily. It is a loss you will feel forever but the way I cope is to think of his good spirit, and how he would want me to live.
My mother-in-law(who was like a mother to me) passed away in March at 6o. It was so hard. It still is. I thought of a million things to say, a million stories to share, etc....
When the time came, I could not open my mouth. My kids are young and I kne I would lose it in front of them if I said anything, so I said nothing.
I felt guilty at first. Sometimes still do. Mostly though, I know I did the only thing I could do in that moment. Nothing.
That's what you should do or say. Whatever feels right. Just know in your heart, no matters what, your dad loved you. That's how you can remember him.
Speak from your heart about your dad and you can't go wrong.
It sounds, however, like your dad did so many things right. I bet if you had to make a list of all the things you loved doing with your dad (list one)
And all the things you loved ABOUT your dad (list two)
And the funniest or nicest/sweetest things you remember about your dad (list three)
You would find enough things to write a whole book about.
Just sayin.
My little brother died 3 years ago, and my heart broke, for he had two 18 year old twins that were graduating that year. He tried--so hard--to stick around long enough to make their graduation. Sometimes it isn't the best life can offer. Sometimes stuff just happens (wrong) I think.
Blessed be your spirit. Remember always that grief, as it flows in, feels overwhelming. But, like the ocean, it flows out again--long enough for you to at least catch your breath.
He will be so proud of you when you speak for him.
I am so proud of you for trying.
Blessed be, young son.
Wilka
Letting go is never an easy thing to do. May your journey be fast with the healing of your best friend and father and make him proud by being the very best you can in his name.
Blessings and prayers are with you and your family in this hard time.
I cannot even imagine what it must be like. If I lost my pops I would be absolutely devastated.
I think that what you just wrote, is perfect for what you're thinking of saying - it says it all.
Hugs,
M-
Your in my thoughts and prayers.
I know it has to be hard every day.
May your sorrow turn to sweet memories....
I wish you the best, he sounds like he was a wonderful man also an exceptional dad. Some men these days could take lessons!
I am sorry about the loss of your father. I lost my father when I was 15. I didn't get to know him as well as you did though. My words I want to impart to you is cherish your memories and if you haven't already spoken at his funeral - just speak from the heart. No matter what he will hear you.
I'm stopping back to see how you're doing, as my husband and I were just talking about how much we missed Mom and Dad, every single day. I hope it's gotten a little easier for you, but then again, it's probably too soon.
Gentle Hugs,
Marilyn