Sunday, June 15, 2008
Missing my Dad
My dad died in July 2006 after a 16 month battle with cancer. This Father's Day will be the 2nd without him here. The pain of missing him is still raw at times, just like it was yesterday. Mostly I feel fine and realize how far I've come in healing and others I just feel knocked down by grief. Most of the surges of grief come around the holidays and special days that I remember sharing with my dad.
He continues to live in memory and there are moments when something will happen where I even feel him near. It is then in those times that I remember his smile and joyful nature. In my mind, I am seeing less of the sad moments when he was sick and can remember the vibrant, fun-loving man he was. I am glad of that, because it is very painful to remember a loved one during their darkest hours. Any way I look at it, feel so blessed that I got to spend time with such a dear man, who was also my dad.
He blessed my life in so many ways. Dad, I love you and miss you!
I found the following poem on the internet and wanted to share it. It is written by a woman who lost her dad to a sudden heart attack, when she was 22. For those of you who have lost your dad, may you find some comfort in the words of this poem.
Missing my Dad
My dad died in July 2006 after a 16 month battle with cancer. This Father's Day will be the 2nd without him here. The pain of missing him is still raw at times, just like it was yesterday. Mostly I feel fine and realize how far I've come in healing and others I just feel knocked down by grief. Most of the surges of grief come around the holidays and special days that I remember sharing with my dad.
He continues to live in memory and there are moments when something will happen where I even feel him near. It is then in those times that I remember his smile and joyful nature. In my mind, I am seeing less of the sad moments when he was sick and can remember the vibrant, fun-loving man he was. I am glad of that, because it is very painful to remember a loved one during their darkest hours. Any way I look at it, feel so blessed that I got to spend time with such a dear man, who was also my dad.
He blessed my life in so many ways. Dad, I love you and miss you!
I found the following poem on the internet and wanted to share it. It is written by a woman who lost her dad to a sudden heart attack, when she was 22. For those of you who have lost your dad, may you find some comfort in the words of this poem.
Dad
by Judy Burnette
Dad...so many images come to mind
whenever I speak your name;
It seems without you in my life
things have never been the same.
What happened to those lazy days
when I was just a child;
When my life was consumed in you
in your love, and in your smile.
What happened to all those times
when I always looked to you;
No matter what happened in my life
you could make my gray skies blue.
Dad, some days I hear your voice
and turn to see your face;
Yet in my turning...it seems
the sound has been erased.
Dad, who will I turn to for answers
when life does not make sense;
Who will be there to hold me close
when the pieces just don't fit.
Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time
and once more hear your voice;
I'd tell you that out of all the dads
you would still be my choice.
Please always know I love you
and no one can take your place;
Years may come and go
but your memory will never be erased.
Today, Jesus, as You are listening
in your home above;
Would you go and find my dad
and give him all my love.
