The Mourning After

I made it.

Last night was the anniversary of my dad’s sudden passing. I was 18 and a freshman in college like my youngest son. Eventhough my dad was much older than I, the thought of an ironic fate had crossed my mind over the last couple of months. I think that is natural when a mortal benchmark is present. I wasn’t concerned but nevertheless a part of me was glad to get past the remembrance of the night and see the sun this morning.


So many years have passed and I have missed you in all of them.

“That’s All” ~ Michael Buble

Comments

  1. I lost my dad at a young age. I was too young to even remember him, but it’s always a little hard for me each year.

  2. *hugs*
    Well done.

  3. so many memories without your dad there, for me too. Coincidentally I had my surgery this week on the anniversary of my Dad’s death from cancer at age 57. Freaky huh. That was the saddest thing to happen to me in my life, losing my dad. My biggest fear is to leave my girls and my husband with the same grief. I’m 54 and praying to be here for them for a long time to come.

  4. Losing a parent is so hard, and a sudden loss is so difficult. I’m glad you made it through yesterday!

  5. Hugs and prayers being sent out to you. A very dear friend of my parents passed away last Sat morning (he was 65) and it just makes you realize how fleeting life can be.

  6. sweetheart, you’re in my thoughts and prayers 🙁

    xoox

    kHm

  7. All my love on this day!!

  8. I lost my dad the first time when I was 6 and my parents got divorced and he basically disappeared from our lives (except to perhaps show up some random year on the doorstep at Christmas). When I was a freshman in college he re-surfaced, that time with sever Alzheimer’s, a girlfriend who didn’t want him any more, and so he went to the VA Hospital. He passed away in 1996 after 7 years of being there. By that time I was out of college living here in ATL so he’d been “gone” to me for a very long time. I always look on the bright and happy side…. my most fond and vivid memories of him are the ones where he is still vital and handsome and somewhat happy. Of him pushing me on the swings, taking me for an ice cream cone, or skipping rocks in the river while I swam. As time goes by and the years add up, the memories are what sustain us and hold us all together. And I know you have great memories of your dad.

  9. Big HUGS to you! Mr. Preppy 101 passed away at age 50 and yes, I thought of it my 50th year. Glad to get through that year I must say. xoxoxo