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Originally Posted by kdreamson  Thanks so much for your advice. They say time heals all wounds...I know this to be true! Also I apprechiate you taking time out to share with me your experience. It has given me a boost today and i will try to remember to think of the good. My dad was the funniest person i have ever met! Always goofing off...like..."hey ya'll watch this!" Then hurting himself by falling down or knocking stuff over by mistake! I can still hear my mom...Fred, will you please grow up!!! He drove her crazy...but cracked me up!! I just absolutly ADORED him! |
I totally understand your pain and concern that you do not "feel" your Dad. My Daddy died in 1985 and he was my "best friend", my rock, my buddy ... my everything! Don't get me wrong, I loved my Mother too, but Daddy was just everything to me. My sister was one of those "late in life" babies and Mother just focused on her and me being only 6 and the "Apple of Daddy's eye", she didn't have a lot of time for me. Anytime I needed advice, life direction, etc., I would always talk to Daddy and ask him what he would do in the same situation. He always gave me great advice, but always ended the conversation with ... "Honey, this is what I would do and whatever
your decision, I am behind you 100%!" And he always was, even when I didn't follow his advice and fell flat on my face! LOL I also took care of my Mother [I promised Daddy I would and that she would never have to leave her home] and provided her live-in nursing when she couldn't care for herself anymore and my hubby and my job kept us from living near her. I regularly flew home to spend time with her the last 8 years of her life. She died in 2006, just 10 days after her 90th birthday! We became very close and I know she loved and trusted me. The late life baby, my sister, lived withing walking distance of her and the last few years rarely visted her ... it broke Mother's heart. I pleaded with my sister to spend time with Mother and she just didn't have time ... now she is so guilt-ridden, it's really sad ... I can't even talk to her anymore.
Sorry I rambled and got "off subject" ... just want you to know, after all these years I can still feel my Daddy checking on me at night to make sure I am tucked in, comfy and safe [he also covers Patrick up ... scared the be-Jesus out of him the first time it happened!! LOL I just tell him that Daddy would have loved him because he spoils me just as he did!
]. I still hear Daddy's voice sometimes and it's so comforting and not scarry at all. I believe that you will sense him nearby and will feel peace and in time you will hear him. I believe that they are always near us. Do you ever think you see something, like out of the corner of your eye? I do and it seems like a happy little "spirit" ... do you know what I mean? I believe that's my Daddy!!
