I Miss My Dad


Dad,
You know Dad, sometimes I worry because everyday I tell you how much I miss you in my life. I do want you to go home peacefully to God, and not to look back and see me grieving so much for you. Yet, I am afraid because if I stop letting you know how I feel that you will think you are gone and forgotten, and you are not and will never be. Dad, you lived a great and full life, although you may not have thought so, but you had a loving wife, three children who adored you. You have seen things that most of us never get to see in a lifetime. You experienced W.W.II, the battle at Normandy, the battles across Germany, the liberation of the concentration camps and the Nuremberg trials. You saw it all and thank the Good Lord you made it back home. I wanted to talk to you about those memories shortly before you passed, I wanted you to know what a valuable person you were, and how important you were to us your family, and the country that you loved. And that you are my hero. For 45 years, you were my Dad, and later in my life, you were friend. We talked everyday, how I miss those talks. You don't know how much it meant to me when I was in the hospital for 3 weeks and you called me everyday, even though physically you could not come to see me, but your calls and our talks helped me through some rough times. Even though I have many other loved ones, no one loved or worried about me like you and Mom or could replace your loss. Now with you gone, I feel so alone in this world, even though I am not. I feel like an orphan at the age of 46. Dad, when your illness grew worse and the doctor put you in hospice care at home, it was the toughest time in my whole life. I don't know how I found the strength to bear it. I hope you heard me when I sat by your bedside and told you what a great Dad you had been to me, and thanked you for all that you done for me throughout my years. Then silently I prayed and told you it was okay for you to go home. I knew that you were in such pain and my heart was breaking watching you that way. When you finally passed, I was relieved in a way, because of all your pain and suffering. And now as the months pass, there is such a pain in my heart and soul for you. Sometimes I cry inconsolably, I miss you so much it hurts. Everywhere I go, I have a happy memory of you and me. I keep your picture on my desk and talk to you everyday about my life. I hope you can hear me and are smiling down on me with love. I hope that you and Mom will be waiting for me when I get where you are. Love,
Your daughter Janice
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