I Miss My Dad
Dear Daddy,
I really miss you. I never had the chance to tell you how much I loved you until I sat by your bed side stroking your brow like you use to do when I was little. I wiped the sweat from your brow, and the tears from your eyes. I often wondered how you felt when you realized that you weren't going to make it. The way you opened your eyes and saw us crying over you. How frightened you must have been. I wish I would have taken that feeling from you, like the way you use to do for me when I was afraid of facing my fears. I never was the type of person to hug and kiss you dad. I wish I could have done it more. I was the "son" you never had. I learned everything from you. I always took care of you no matter where you were; no matter what you were doing.
These days it has been torture. I have been hiding my feelings of sorrow, aching pain, and grief. I can't cry. You always knew that I was the strong one. You depended on me for strength and yet I couldn't do it for you as you were lying on your death bed. I can still feel your spirit leave my hands as I was stroking your brow. I miss you daddy. ALOT!
Please be patient with me. I need your strength in memory of all the times you picked me up and took me away. How you would tell me of how afraid you were of leaving. I wish you were here, daddy. I love you
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