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message no. 1075
| Message from: anna,
21 Apr 06 |
| Subject: my dad
My dad died 10 months ago. I was there, holding his hand when
it happened. One minute he was there, breathing, fighting to live...and
then next minute his eyes were wide open with no spark inside.
Just like that, he was gone. My dad, my rock, my universe...the
only guy I trusted with my whole heart...the one person that always
seemed so steady and dependable was gone. And since then, my world
doesn't seem right. I keep thinking that he'll walk in the door...I
keep thinking that he'll be there to put his arms around me and
make all of this hurt disappear.
I'm almost 21. I thought that by the time I got this old, I could
maybe handle this. But I can't. I keep seeing other girls with
their dads...and it hurts more than I can put into words. It's
like someone stabing me with a knife and turning it around inside
of me. The last thing I said to my dad was "daddy" through
tears...I felt like a little kid. So completely helpless and scared
without him.
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| Reply from: Katyyy |
Subject : You are not alone
I was with my dad when he died just 9 weeks agao - 21st December 07. He was holding on by a few gasps of air but eventenually yet so quickly slipped away - he too with his eyes wide open. The only thing i could say was "dad". I didn't cry. I didn't speak. It hurts me too, hearin other people talk about what their dads did with them, where there dads took them, what there dads bought them etc. Its hurts me so much to hear, knowing i can't have that anymore, knowing too that i wonn't have my daddy on my wedding day, to see his grandkids or to see me graduate. What i would do to have one last cuddle, one last conversation. Keep strong. Keep smilin and hold onto the memories. They are - along with your family and friends- is what will keep you smiling.x
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