Remembering Dad

Grief support: No matter what your age, losing your dad can be difficult. Share your grief and talk with others who are coping with the death of their fathers.

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Permalink Reply by Matt Jones on July 2, 2010 at 1:17am

A tribute to my dad - He taught by example. We loved to wrestle, play basketball, golf and tennis with him. He raised four boys, sent them to college and became their friend. He took his family to all of the continental United States as they camped across the country. He was always up early making the day happen. Thank you Dad. (Mel Jones passed April 4, 1989 at the age of 50.)

Permalink Reply by Junior Younger on July 4, 2010 at 2:13am

My dad passed away 2 years ago on July 3rd Somehow since time has passed ive seen many changes in myself and the future. I always get a balloon honoring him (fathers day his birthday etc..)write him a msg in sharpie and release it and watch in awwe as it flies away bouncing in the wind and twirling higher and higher till i see a dot in the sky. Some how i feel the prescence of God nearby everytime Always a sunset or some sign to take my breath away... I have my moments when i encounter Dad flashbacks.. sometimes i feel anger hurt or confusion.. but when i saw a #1 dad key chain in the store i stopped smiled and went about my day.. My dad died of cancer not sure of the name but remember the final days with him seeing the tube down his throat and mask on his face.. getting the dark msg at work the day b4 Independence day bombed my whole weekend but a few weeks later my nephew was born and had the splitting image of em.. then i found a girl to take me for the man i am...needless to say many blessings have came my way after his death.. and two years is a mile stone. I thought my world was over and nothing was gonna get btr but god proved me wrong.. never doubt him... To those who still have a dad enjoy the time spent ; it dont last forever ..And finding ways to deal with a death can heal u more than u imagine.. Writing songs and listening to music is my passion... God bless the hurting... ur not alone God bless Junior

Permalink Reply by diane milne on July 8, 2010 at 4:14pm

my dad died 17th june 2010 suddenly i miss him so much i just dont know what to do

Permalink Reply by Cindy Veatch on July 10, 2010 at 11:30pm

i miss him more than ever....its coming up to his one yr anniversary and all i got is....arent you over it yet cindy...what is wrong with you..the youngest of 5 kids; 6; we adopted his step son...lol.....actually it was i and my step brother eric; whom in the end; was tending to him; though; his other children did pitch in..i havent dreamt of him; maybe once; since his passing...7/18/09..my parents divorced; when i was very young; only 10yrs old; grew up very fast..and was distant from him; due to a stupid loyalty; i thought; i owed to my mother; and in the end;....i ended up taking care of both of my wonderful parents...what a special gift; it was; to get too know them both....when mom; died...2/11/03; it almost killed me; and well; i thought; i had prepared myself for dad leaving; nope...never; did i expect to be this lost...i have a lot of his things; (house had to be sold) and cant part with em..he 's in everything i do..i think of him every single day..and its brutal; cuz no one talks about him; only me....some days; are better than others; i revel in the joy; that i got too out of all of his; kids...get to know the man; and i love him; for coming to look for me; when; i was so distraught and lost; when mom died; he looked for me; and when he found me; he opened his arms; took me in his arms and held me close too him and he cried with me...gosh; he still loved her; i could see it in his eyes; and feel it with his tears...and now; there is no one to hold like he; did; when i was in so much pain...and yet; im thank ful for the time; him and i had...such a good looking fella; dont you know; and funny; omg ...i guess; i got some of his humor; c uz; well; ill try too pull some jokes; on his granddaughter; the last in the orginal only line of his grandkids; yes; dad; im your daughter; cynthia marie..(lawson) veatch; and i confess..in front of god and everyone..that not a day goes by; without me missing you and thanking you and mom; for looking over all of us...i feel a presence; not sure if its you or her..but i know; i just know; you both are looking in on us all...i love you dad; ..mom; both of you; till i see you again..take care and know; that you are missed beyond any words that i could express...and remember; like i always told you...I LOVE YOU MORE....CINDY

Permalink Reply by Cindy Veatch on July 18, 2010 at 10:57pm

Leslie Joy Mills said:

I lost my dad on August 4, 2002, and it feels like yesterday still. I was "daddy's girl" and his "favorite daughter" (his only daughter), and for some reason, he called me "Susie." My name is Leslie. It was devastating losing a parent, but I never thought my father would die. He had lived through WWII and had a very difficult life and his many demons, which he kept to himself. He was a quiet man, but I knew him well. He always seemed to be thinking about something, and he never really talked very much. Mom talked all the time, so I think she talked to take up the empty space my dad left. Nevertheless, I miss him after all these years, and every year, it is so hard to deal with his birthday, Christmas, the anniversary of his death, Father's Day. I think of him everyday. I cry about him on occasion. Things he used to say or do keep popping up out of the blue, and I remember how much he loved me, and how much I loved him. People say you get over deaths, but you really don't. You just get through them. Life becomes different, and they leave behind a void and a little piece of your heart is missing. There is an ache that is indescribable. And it is awful being an orphan. My mother died on her dad's birthday, January 27, 2006, and she was my best friend. I spoke to her everyday, and I lived with her for 2-1/2 years before dad died. We became so close that I told her if she ever left me, I would want to go, too. When she did go, it was a week long ordeal, but it was so unexpected, like dad's death. I was with both of them for the week that they were not conscious and held their hands, curled up next to them, whispered in their ears. No, I don't get over them; I just keep them with me even though I wish I didn't still cry every time I think of them, which is everyday. Tomorrow is Father's Day, and I wish my dad were here. I wish my mom were here, and I just turned 59 yesterday. You would think someone my age would be beyond grieving still for her parents, but it doesn't really make any difference how old you are, how old they were. It's just too final, and I was never ready. And still cannot believe they are gone. I love you, mom and dad, and I think of you everyday. I just hope that you are in a better place and are looking down on me because who knew me better than anyone else? Who was smarter than I thought I was? And why was it that I was so sure you were always wrong? Now I know. I was the one who needed the wisdom that you had. There are so many things I wish I could tell you, but if I could tell you one thing it would be that I wish I had appreciated you more when I was younger. I was a good daughter when you got older, and I just wish I had been better when we had more time. All my love to both of you, and particularly, on Father's Day. I was born exactly 9 months from my dad's birthday, September 19th. I guess I was special; I know I was lucky to have had you as parents. Godspeed. Your loving daughter always, Leslie.

Permalink Reply by mary hart on July 19, 2010 at 9:31am

My father just died this past thursday he was 50 years old and I am twenty one in two weeks. He was the most wonderful man you would ever meet he would do anything he could for anyone for nothing. He raised two kids on his own due to my mom walking out when I was a year old. He had a heart attack when he was thirty five and was told he would have another in five years if he kept smoking, well he did but he made it to fifty before he decided to go... I have always been daddys little girl he would be there for me always he helped rebuild my car my home and my life..... I love him so much it is just hard to believe I thought no I know he was superman and I never expected him to go.... He was asleep when his second heart attack took him, I hate that I did not get to say bye but I love that he did not feel a thing.... He is missed so much by me, my brother and my grandparents and so many more but he knows I love him and he is with me always.... This is the hardest thing for me to do I dont open up much but I am having a great deal of trouble saying good bye I love my daddy and I miss him so much.... thank you for listening..... RIP John G Hart of south carolina.. I love you

Permalink Reply by Chrisyfitzuk on July 23, 2010 at 12:39am

It is almost one year, dad. I was a long way from home. Home was always you. You died with such an aching heart - for mum, your wife of 60 years who left us two years earlier; of heartbreak that a child of yours could do such an unforgivable thing, who let you down and broke all your rules of honesty.
You never complained, despite gasping for every breath. You never asked anything of your children. I wish I knew then what I know now. I would have stayed with you to ease your loneliness, to be there for you, as you have always been there for me. I miss you my dad, my friend, my inspiration.
I do not believe in a hereafter, or a God. But I hope I am wrong. I hope you are with mum, the love of your life. I hope you breathe easy and are flying amongst the stars with an easy heart.
I am sorry I was not there; I am sorry you were saddened. Never did I comprehend the ache of loss until you left us.
I love you, my special dad. I always will. Life has lost an inspiration, a person of value.
Sleep in peace with mum.
I love you, Christine

Permalink Reply by Victoria Romero on July 27, 2010 at 1:23am

My father passed away on July 21,2010, 3 days before my birthday. It is very hard right now. He was my father for 45 years and I miss him so much. In a few days it will already be a week. The hardest thing for me right now is going to my parents house everyday and not seeing him sitting in his favorite chair. My Dad was diagnosed with cancer last year and was very sick. I know he is with God now and is not suffering any more. I love you very much Dad.

Permalink Reply by eric on July 27, 2010 at 8:47am

It's been a few months since dad has been gone. I feel his presence everyday. Not in a spiritual way but in my memories. I go places that we went together, do things I watched him do, and relive some of what we did together. I see him when I look at my hands, when I talk, and when I portray my humbleness. I feel him when I hang with my family, or work around the house. I miss his presence everyday. I was told the pain gets better. Well it doesn't. It just doesn't happen as much because I learn how to cope with it. The pain is strong when it's here, and sometimes it's welcomed, but most of the time is hard. I have learned that dad teaches his kids qualities throughtout his entire life. By remembering how he taught me to be a man, I give him the respect he deserves throughtout the rest of my life. The pain will never decrease but it's tolerable. We must live for ourselves and cherish what we had.

Permalink Reply by Frances on August 8, 2010 at 6:23am

Dear Cat, My name is Frances and I am writting you because I read what you had written about your dad. He sounds like a great guy. I also lost my dad 19 years ago. He never got to meet my daughter and I know that he would had loved her. I was his only child and he was good to me. I depended on him alot cause my mom worked and he would go to school funtions, take me to doctor's appointments and I always felt safe. I know myself I miss him and there are days that I look at his picture and wonder what it would be like if I could see him again. I just lost my mom on July 15 2010 one week before his birthday and today Aug 8 is her. Now both parents are gone and I feel alone and not sure what to do with myself. It has been good for me to talk about it. Thanks for listening.

cat said:

I miss my Dad so much. He was my best friend and never missed a beat. He was always there to give advise, attend a party, or take you to lunch just because. He never judged anyoneand he was always there to lend a hand or a tool or anything anyone ever needed. He was such a great man, a leader a king. My mother committed suicide 25 years ago and he stepped it up. He never missed sending a card or a flower. He hosted parties and attended all of his grandchildrens school functions. He was a school photographer and he loved his work and did it with great passion. He was a bass player and you would find him in his house jammin along with the radio or cd just thumping like there was no tommorow, oh how he loved that old bass. My sister now has it diplayed in her home it looks great. He has his toy, his red corvette that was his baby and now my sister is driving that around so proudly. I really get a bit sadder as time goes on because I am still greiving but I really miss my best friend my daddy Jack.

Permalink Reply by Frances on August 8, 2010 at 6:25am

Frances said:

Dear Cat, My name is Frances and I am writting you because I read what you had written about your dad. He sounds like a great guy. I also lost my dad 19 years ago. He never got to meet my daughter and I know that he would had loved her. I was his only child and he was good to me. I depended on him alot cause my mom worked and he would go to school funtions, take me to doctor's appointments and I always felt safe. I know myself I miss him and there are days that I look at his picture and wonder what it would be like if I could see him again. I just lost my mom on July 15 2010 one week before his birthday and today Aug 8 is her. Now both parents are gone and I feel alone and not sure what to do with myself. It has been good for me to talk about it. Thanks for listening.

cat said:
I miss my Dad so much. He was my best friend and never missed a beat. He was always there to give advise, attend a party, or take you to lunch just because. He never judged anyoneand he was always there to lend a hand or a tool or anything anyone ever needed. He was such a great man, a leader a king. My mother committed suicide 25 years ago and he stepped it up. He never missed sending a card or a flower. He hosted parties and attended all of his grandchildrens school functions. He was a school photographer and he loved his work and did it with great passion. He was a bass player and you would find him in his house jammin along with the radio or cd just thumping like there was no tommorow, oh how he loved that old bass. My sister now has it diplayed in her home it looks great. He has his toy, his red corvette that was his baby and now my sister is driving that around so proudly. I really get a bit sadder as time goes on because I am still greiving but I really miss my best friend my daddy Jack.

Permalink Reply by Frances on August 8, 2010 at 6:25am

Frances said:

Dear Cat, My name is Frances and I am writting you because I read what you had written about your dad. He sounds like a great guy. I also lost my dad 19 years ago. He never got to meet my daughter and I know that he would had loved her. I was his only child and he was good to me. I depended on him alot cause my mom worked and he would go to school funtions, take me to doctor's appointments and I always felt safe. I know myself I miss him and there are days that I look at his picture and wonder what it would be like if I could see him again. I just lost my mom on July 15 2010 one week before his birthday and today Aug 8 is her. Now both parents are gone and I feel alone and not sure what to do with myself. It has been good for me to talk about it. Thanks for listening.

cat said:
I miss my Dad so much. He was my best friend and never missed a beat. He was always there to give advise, attend a party, or take you to lunch just because. He never judged anyoneand he was always there to lend a hand or a tool or anything anyone ever needed. He was such a great man, a leader a king. My mother committed suicide 25 years ago and he stepped it up. He never missed sending a card or a flower. He hosted parties and attended all of his grandchildrens school functions. He was a school photographer and he loved his work and did it with great passion. He was a bass player and you would find him in his house jammin along with the radio or cd just thumping like there was no tommorow, oh how he loved that old bass. My sister now has it diplayed in her home it looks great. He has his toy, his red corvette that was his baby and now my sister is driving that around so proudly. I really get a bit sadder as time goes on because I am still greiving but I really miss my best friend my daddy Jack.