I Miss My Dad
Dear Dad,
We never understood each other. You left when I was six. You came a few times, never explaining to me why you left only bringing toys. I always thought you never cared.
Our paths crossed again by accident when I was 20. So much left unsaid but we found we got on. We played chess and you always beat me, no matter how hard I practiced or what plan I used. You were always ready to guess my moves.
You always made me feel welcome, always happy to see me and accept me. We were just so different. You were a party animal and I was quiet and reserved. I always thought I was a disappiontment to you that I was never the son you wanted. There had been a mistake at birth.
Yoiu never called, I did all thr running and so I stopped. i wanted more from you, to talk about the past. I needed some answers and when we did meet I became silent unable to pretend to be normal when I felt so conflicted.
You suffered a stroke two years on, I rushed to your side because I always loved you. We had several wonderful weeks, where we did crosswords, played chess ( you even won despite being paralysed down one side!!) and we talked about the news.
It was as if the past didn't matter and all that existed between us was this time. I was so gkad to see you. I'd have come more often if you'd been closer but the hospital was far away. I got up as often as I could.
Then suddenly I got a phone call, to tell me you'd died suddenly. As since then I have been so shocked. I planned days out, being with you again. I didn't want answers this time because they didn't matter.
All I wanted to know was that you loved me, was proud of me. That's all.
I hoe you do and are. Now you can be happy and rest in peace. Our love will never be broken it's not goodbye but until we meet again.
Lots of love.
Your son.
Mike.
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