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I Miss My Dad

My Dad passed away in June 2003 from a massive heart attack. I am 27 and moved from home only 2 years earlier- I came home that summer in May for 2 weeks and was able to spend some time with him. I always thought I lived in this perfect bubble and nothing this tragic could ever happen to me. Dad's death was the first death I have ever experienced. I remember that night as though it were yesterday. It was 11pm at night on June 29th and I was just finishing working out and eating oatmeal because I had to do an all nighter to study for a test the next day. Mom called histerical and said that Dad had a heart attack. I prayed and prayed and really felt he was going to be ok, afterall, my world was indestructable. They lifeflighted him and mom called me again as she was driving to the hospital, still reassured all was going to be ok. Then it came to be about 130 am and I am anxiously awaiting by the phone, then it rings and its my sister, the only words she said was "Dad isnt with us any more". In another state and having no one to talk to physically, i just hung up the phone and screamed as loud as I could. I climbed the walls and couoldnt stop screaming. I have never felt such pain as this. I am confident any physical pain could never compare to this, as not having a loved one with me. Dad was a preacher since I was 5 years old and I am a believer in Jesus the Messiah, the only comfort that I have is knowing that one day again, I will see my dad in Heaven, albiet that I make it because I know he is there, and even though this life on earth seems to last forever, its only a twinkling of an eye and one day, for eternity, I will be with my Dad again. Im not too sure how Heaven is on matters of family as the Bible doesnt expound on it, but either way, I have such confidence that I will see him again, its not my own confidence but the assurance of Jesus when I pray, He gives me comfort. Until we meet again during our partial separation, I still write my Dad letters, visit his grave, even though he isnt there, and still smell his scent on his clothes. I try to relive all our memories togather so fearful that I may forget them one day. Anyone who is coping with losing your dad, just know you are not alone and when you need comfort, only the Comforter Jesus, can give it

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