I still miss my Father

I lost my dad to cancer April 1 1992. I still have not been able to accept his death completely. My dad was a big man, he was so full of life and love that his passing left a huge hole in my life, my heart, and all I can think is.... I want him back. It is hard to lose any family member, but there is a special bond between a father and daughter. I was with my daddy when he passed. I was there in the bedroom he died in, and watched as he took his final breath. I spent the last night he was on this earth laying on a cot in his room listening to him breath and talking and singing to him as he slept. When my father passed I lost my best friend. I will always smile when I think about him playing the guitar and singing. His love of life, his love for his family and his generous loving personality made everyone near him smile. I watched my dad shrink from 225 lbs to 104 lbs over the year he suffered with cancer, he was 6ft 1 in tall so he was just a shadow of his former self when he died. He was cheerful and optimistic until the end. I know he is somewhere laughing, and dancing in heaven. I Love you Daddy and I am taking care of mom...just like you asked.

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Comment by Debby Cacioppo on August 7, 2008 at 8:33am: You are right Kay, that is very unfair the way you lost your brother. I am so sorry for your loss, and will pray for you to be comforted. It seems like no matter how bad things are in our lives....someone else has a story that is harder to bear. Be proud that your brother lost his life serving our country and making it a safer place for his family and all of us to live in. I am glad you got to visit with him before you lost him. My dad was only 65 when he passed so ...... he should have been out fishing and relaxing and enjoying that retirement he worked his whole life for. Funny how things work out. I am happy I was with him, but watching someone you love so much suffer and die is probably one of the hardest things I have ever done. I am even more happy that he is no longer in pain from the Cancer that took him. But......... I still do and probably always will think he died too soon. And I will always miss him and want him back. He has 5 beautiful Great Grandchildren he never got to meet. The little ones would have learned a lot about life and love from him.

Comment by Kay Gilmore on August 7, 2008 at 5:01am: Just be so happy, you were there when he departed. I lost my brother Terrell Gilmore March 30, 2008 in Iraq, he was just home for 2weeks easter Sunday & the very next sunday our (Mookie) was gone. Only having 3 months left before retiring , I THOUGHT WAS VERY UNFAIR. SO BE HAPPY GIRL YOU WERE THERE.