oh wow Joan -- I couldn't even read these...

it's only been 3 months since my husband died.... but I want that one more day so bad...:( I'll have to come back and read this thread with a box of kleenex

I think we all need a group hug:ghug: I've read the book and knew about the movie but at the end of Oprah's show today she said the author of "If I Had One More Day' on her show tomorrow. Patti and Jill and Jack it was great of you to post and yet I think it was good for you to talk about your Moms. One just in March and another in Sept has to be so very hard for you. You know us YTers will keep you in their prayers during this holiday season. The one things about Moms is they always want their kids to be happy but remember them.

Oh Villette I just posted that last post and left you out because I didn't know if you would see this. Be assured we will be have you in our prayers too. Hugs to us all.

It would be my Dad. He was the greatest man I've ever know, and I miss him so much. I would whisper in his ear I'm sorry I wasn't always the greatest daughter, and I love you with all my heart and soul.

It would have to be my Mom AND Dad. I was an only child and we were a very close family. My Mom was ill for many years before she passed and I went to her house daily to look after her. We eventually bought a house with a bigger garden so that we could build a cottage for my folks to live with us. I took care of her and she passed away exactly one year after we moved them here. Her illness and death took it out of me emotionally, I had to go on to anti depressants about 6months before she died and I got breast cancer three months after she passed. The doctors think it was from the stress. But I would do it all over again. I miss her so, I am who I am today because of her.

My Dad died very suddenly, three years after my Mom. At first I was very angry with him for leaving us, it affected my son badly, but now I just miss him.

I would love just one more day to tell them both how much I love them and how thankful I am to have had such wonderful parents.

(PS. They bought me my first Yorkie when I was 21 - 30 years ago:) )

Kleenex please!

It would be my mother.....I moved out to California to take care of my mom. She had successfully conquered bladder cancer.....I moved out in May....she died August 11 from Lymphoma and a broken heart....my step dad had passed in January.

So, if I could have her back for just one day.....just to talk to her quietly and make her last day very special, just doing what she wanted to do, I'd give anything.

It would be my grandma. She died 4 years ago in August, 23 days after my grandfather died. My grandma devoted her life to her kids and my grandfather without much thanks from my grandpa and after he died it was going to be her time to really LIVE and she got cheated out on that. It breaks my heart thinking about it still.

If i had one more day with my Grandma we would bake :) I would visit her on the weekends when i was a kid and that's what we would do together. She taught me how to make genetti's and would always get mad (jokingly) when i wanted to put bright icing on them. To this day i will only use light pink because it was her favorite. Also we promised her we would take her back to Las Vegas and we never got there so we would go back and use the tokens she saved from our first trip.

I miss her so much

I would have to say my grandfather (my mother's father) who passed about 7 years ago.

I would want to spend some time with him to go fishing with him (his favorite thing) and to listen to his stories of when he was growing up (so wish I had recorded all of those stories....as they are now long gone). AND I would tell him that I am sorry for not being there at home when he passed...we all knew it would be soon, as he wished to be home, instead of the hospital...but we went out of town (and I knew it was going to be that weekend, I had that feeling)....but we went and we were not able to be there at his side. The family said that the preacher was talking to him and saying prayers....Papa had one tear fall and a big smile on his face when he passed. Love you Papa!!! :cry8: :wub:

I would love to spend one more day with my daddy. He died 8 years ago. My mom called to tell me he had a stroke and he called me from the emergency room. We left immediately but it was a 7 hour drive. We got there about 2 in the morning but he was on life support. They were only keeping him alive until I got there. I never got to say good bye. But I know he is in heaven watching over me and I talk to him quite frequently. I love you daddy.

I would have to say my grandfather whom I never met.... He died when my dad was 8 years old and I still think to this day that is what made my dad make some of the bad choices he has in life. I would ask him to watch over my father and guide him to be the person that I know he could be. I havent spoken to my dad in over 3 years, hes alive and I know I should just call him but I cant... To much detail to go into. I miss him so much but I dont miss all the stress that came along with him, stress to the point I was beyond sick.
It terrifies me that something will happen to him and I wont have that chance to say to him what I want to say to him.. Dad I love you.
If you knew the whole story of why we arent speaking you would understand my dilema on why I just cant pick up the phone and call him. I really beleive alot of it stems from a gambling addiction.
I always wasnt fond of Christmas because he would gamble all his Christmas spending money away and come Christmas morning he would be so sad and would cry that he didnt have money to buy anyone gifts. Every Christmas I cant get that image of my depressed father out of my head. I still cry every Christmas morning even though we arent speaking.
I love you dad

I didn't know of your Mom's recent passing.Im so sorry for your loss.How difficult that must of been to recieve that news while traveling to see her.I hope you weren't alone.(((Hugs)))

I think she had a hand it that too Patti. What a wonderful gift she gave you!

Your's hit my heart....I posted earlier that I came out to California in May to be with my mom who died in August.....She gave me up for adoption....so, my coming out to be with her was a way to be with my mom after all these years.....I'm 61, she was 3 weeks shy of her 80th Birthday....

((((((((hugs Chrissy))))))))))
 

Chrissy I sent you a pm.

I had posted this on a thread couple years ago for Fathers Day, and have copied and will paste it here now. Oh my gosh, am I ever so thankful that I let myself do what my heart led me to in writing my Daddy.
Following is from a previous post on another thread couple years ago.

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I am reminded of the letter I wrote to my Dad many years back, when as a child my parents divorced, I never really got to know my Dad and seldom seen him.

In 1979 due to spinal fusion I was flat on my back for six weeks in the hospital, had so much time to think, I thought about him and that the life he was struggling through at that time, being an alcholic. I asked for a piece of paper and pen, I held it on my chest as I lay there and wrote him I wanted to share my love for the Lord and all that he had done for me, I told my Daddy that it wouldn't cost him anything just to give his heart to the Lord and the Lord would lead him through life in a happier way.

I didn't know until months later when my aunt called me and said, her brother, my Daddy had came to see her he had quit drinking and was living such a happy life. Later I got a call telling me he had cancer of the throat and had surgery, I got to talk to him but he had to speak through something to help others to understand what he was saying, we didn't get to talk but briefly and he said to me, "thank you for your letter, it helped to change my life and I know God has a plan for me, I love you."

My Daddy passed away shortly after that. I am so thankful that I wrote that letter, yes, the fusion was a living nightmare but I would have gladly gone through everything all over again because with God placing me there on my back, he enabled me to think and to write the letter to my Daddy.

In closing I would like to add if there is anyone that reads this and is in such a sitation to where maybe a letter to your Dad may help, all I can say is I am so thankful I wrote that to my Dad.

Patti
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Mary, I didn't read that your Mom just died in August. Thank you for posting as I know your pain is so raw right now. Hugs, Joan