3 years
Sometimes it seems just like yesterday. Other times it seems like eons.
It’s been three years now since you died dad and I still miss you daily, still love you, and still wish that we had had a better relationship. It’s not that we had a terrible relationship or anything, it’s just that I hardly knew you. I know that’s as much my fault as it was yours. We’re both so stubborn and both withdrawn in our own ways. We’re both such typical Virgos, finding it hard to be verbally demonstrative in our affections, trying to finding other ways to show it.
Sometimes I beat myself up for not being there when you died dad but in the end I’m glad I wasn’t because the last time I saw you, as I was leaving to come home, was the first time in my life that I can remember you saying I love you to me and the first time we ever really hugged that I can remember. I think you knew then, as I did, that we would not be seeing each other again.
Go in peace where ever you are Dad and know that so long as I draw breath I shall never forget you and will always love you.
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Comment from Mike
Time: 12/11/2006, 5:07 pm
That was very touching, Doug. It reminded me how much I miss my own dad. Thanks for sharing that.
Comment from diane oser
Time: 12/14/2006, 5:52 am
Nothing can ease the pain of losing someone as close as a father…I know this. Nothing can appease the pain of loss. Especially when it is the one person, who knows you best, and understands, even without words.
Thanks for sharing and I love you.
Comment from M. Douglas Wray
Time: 12/9/2006, 3:37 pm
Very touching Doug. You’re probably right about that last goodbye. I met my wife’s mom -once- and she died within months. I could tell she knew we’d very likely not meet again. There’s something about those moments, like they’re written on your heart indelibly.