My Mom was everything to me. She would give the clothes off her back to us girls.She didn't have a selfish,mean bone her her body.Losing her has literally torn my soul apart.

If I had one more day with her in her healthy state. I would make sure she did something for herself. My Mom passed with very little material things,she was always giving to everyone else. I guessI would tell her that She was the best Mom I could have ever ask for and made sure she knew her worth. I miss you Mom.

What a beautiful thought.....Thank You for sharing....She sounds alot like my late grandmother....

Joyce

My husband, who passed away so tragically at the young age of 29. I didn't get to say good bye.

My grandmother, I miss her so much:(

I saw this post earlier today and cried all the way to work.

It would have to be my dad. The last time I saw him was in my rear view mirror. He was waving good bye as I drove away. A month later, he was gone. I had planned to come to see him around his birthday, but he passed away 2 days before it. He never even got the birthday card I sent to him. I would love to hear his stories about his childhood, growing up , the war, meeting mom, having kids. He was a great cook too!!! What I would say to him would be thanks!! Thanks for loving me and being there for me. I would say I love you!!
Well, I better quit before the computer shorts out.

No apologies Joan !! I started reading these this morning and the sentiments are just beautiful....I may have to do another post - but can't cry cause I have to go to work ....This is such a Nice Thread at the Holidays - it really is.

I hope all those we lost are feeling the love.

My husband, Mark. It's been 2 years since he died and every day when I wake up the pain is just as fresh as the day it happened.

If I had one more day.....I'd hold him and tell him that I didn't know what love was until I met him, that he was my sun, moon, and stars, and that every second I spent with him made me happy. I'd tell him that he was the most honorable man I ever met, and that his humor, sensitivity, and humility made him the sexiest man ever.

If I'd said all those things, Mark would've blushed and then just grinned at me. He was my own "gentle giant".

I miss you, babe.

(((( HUGS)))) Sounds like you were a very lucky woman to have had such a wonderful man.

This is a very beautiful story, reading it it gave me chills. What a wonderful thing to happen and to know you changed your father's life is just awesome.

I also wanted to mention that your 'baby' is adorable!!!

I read this earlier and just couldnt post. I decided t come back and post. with 4 deaths in my family in the last mnth or so, I still would like 1 more day with my daddy who passed away in 2004.

We were told he was getting better, none of us knew he would pass away before we came in the next day. . I never got to say gpdbye .....because they werent truthful with us...I would tell him once more how much I love him, that he is the best daddy in the world, how much I loved doing things with him, playng cards, going for a drive or whatever he wanted to do.
oh to hear him call me his little pickle one more time...................

with my sis in law and brother in law, we knew the end was near, :(we stayed close and left them know how we felt , held there hand, talked to them, and just hugged them till the end. these were very hard but i feel like i had closure with them, something i did nt have with my daddy.
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I'm so glad you posted, Hugs and peace to you. Joan

If you can tune in to Opera today Wednesday(today) @4pm est, it will be on this very same subject and I think they said they would have the author of the book. If you can't tape it most ABC shows can be watched on ABC.com and I'm sure her's has to be one of them. I'll be with the kids but will watch tonight via the abc website.

thank you, I will watch it.

I wrote in a previous post of losing my father, what I did not mention was that I lost my mother soon after ( a year later on Mother's Day ) and then my husband passed away in January of the following year. I couldn't possibly pick just one person to spend a day with, as it would just break my heart to do so.
I was with my husband when he passed. He had brain cancer and it was a long process, but I was so grateful to have been with him at that very moment of passing and I do believe we spent many moments telling each other all that needed to be said.
I had also been with my father and he too was sick for a very long time, but as mentioned in my previous post ...we were able to speak in what I would like to believe this very way.

My mother passed suddenly and although she had health problems ...noone suspected she was this close.
I think the things I would share with her would be that I now understood why she was not as loving as I would have hoped. My mother was a child of the war and lived in Germany during that time. She met my father while he was fighting the war and he came back for her after. She was frightfully young, only 17 and to top that off ... she had given birth to my oldest sister during
that time. No one suspected what the war had done to her, but my father soon realized after bringing her home
to the states that she was suffering from mental illness. He never once told us this as children, but as we grew older ...we began to realize that something was not right with our mother and she was very different from the mothers of our friends. I harbored resentment towards my mother for many years and thought how differently my life would have turned out if she had been kinder and more understanding. Now I realize how different HER life might have been if it were I who had been more understanding and kinder to her.
I cannot go back and change this, but I would love to have just one more day to express to her how I now understand and realize how difficult her life must have been and how frightened she must have also been. How I now realize that mental illness is just that ... an illness. In my heart I know that everything happens for a reason and that all the puzzle pieces fit together to form that reason, but I would love to pull that one puzzle piece out .... if only for a short loving moment in time.

I couldn't pick just one. All of my grandparents and step-dad are gone and they each had their special ways that I miss. Daddy and Grandpa would love our house here on the lake, they were both big fishermen...and they have visited in my dreams. I would love it if Grandma could meet my babies, she loved animals...my grandmother on my dad's side was a quilter and I collect antique quilts so there's so much I'd like to talk to her about. I never got to know my Dad's father...he had Parkinson's when we were little so he didn't interact with us much but I'd love to know him. My Dad now has Parkinson's and alzheimers so the time is slowly slipping away with him too.

If I had one more day with any or all of them it would be for a big old fashioned family holiday...I really miss that...Granny P. would enjoy that too, she loved to help at the holidays and I'd like Daddy to be well again so we could visit. But, most of all, I'd like to be able to give each of them the hug I never got to give before they passed and to tell them I love them one more time.