Another writing assignment from Kathy at Mama’s Losin’ It…
I wish someone had told me to go home. I wish someone had simply said, “Go home for Thanksgiving, Diane, because Christmas will be too late.” But no one did. I wish I could have said good-bye… and I’ll miss you… and I love you. He knew… I know he did. We had a bond… I was his little girl… so he knew. But I wanted to sit by his side and hold his hand and say those things out loud, just to be sure. But I didn’t. I wish someone had told me. But no one did.
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WOW...that is deep... Sorry, for your loss and sorry you didn't get to say the things you wish you could've said!!!
Yes, Wow. I wish they had too. But like you said, he knew.
I am sorry...I understand!
I wish someone would tell me what to say for you. It's hard to believe it's been 10 years. I remember getting your call that day and then calling my own dad just to tell him that I loved him.
hindsight is wonderfully and terribly 20/20, isnt it?
I wish I could help you, but I can only tell you this: I will go home now. and if I ever think to myself that Im glad I went home, Ill also be thanking you.
Its hard to believe its been 10 years. For both of us with our mother/father. They say time heals, I'm not sure it does...do you? Its always hard to find the right things to say, I'd rather you know I'm there for you if and when you need me!
Wow. I'm going to hug my dad tonight when i see him. Thanks for reminding me that I don't do that nearly enough.
I'm so sorry. Don't worry though, he knew. Dads always do.
I am sorry no one told you to go home for Thanksgiving. I am sorry Christmas was to late.. I am sorry for your loss..
I am sorry Diane that this is still such a heavy weight around your heart. But, even if it is of little consolation at times, please remember that he knew.
Sorry for your loss, I guess it doesn't get easier, it will be year soon for Andys dads passing, lots of love xxx
I am sooo sorry for your missed opportunity. SOMEONE did tell me to go home, and I'll post about it later this week as well as give him a call and thank him because I haven't yet. Thanks for bringing that memory back to me.
You had such an awesome relationship with your Dad. You are a very blessed person, Diane. You and your Dad had such a connection - know in your heart that he knew in HIS heart how you felt about him, and what you would have said. He loved you very much. And he knew you loved him. I'm sure he felt your love, even tho you weren't in that room with him.
This hit way too close to home for me. My heart goes out to you as I sit here crying. I'm so sorry.
Thanks for all the very sweet comments! I know my dad knew how I felt about him, really... I just miss him so much and it's worse at this time of year. I hate having regrets... and that will forever be the biggest one of my life (even bigger than marrying Rob, and that's saying something! ;). But we can't go back, can we? Sigh. And Cari, no, I don't think time does heal... I think it dulls the pain... but the scars are still there... and the ache never really goes away.
Wow. I'm so sorry. My heart aches for you.
I get this one, hon.
My Dad was a 'weekend Dad', he used to come and visit all day Saturday, so that was his and my day together each week.
He died on a Friday afternoon (31st October 1980).
Silly really but I always think, 'One more day and we'd have had one more day....'
Todd
I can relate to this. It's sad when we don't get to say goodbye. Great addition to this assignment!
In response to your last comment...LOL! At first I wasn't sure if you were kidding - you crack me UP! hahaha ;)
So short and yet so powerful. I hate dwelling on those feelings of regret...I will say this though...if I were in your Dads position and my kids had the option of spending my last moments with me. I think I'd prefer for them to stay away. I wouldn't want my last breaths to be their last memories of me.
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