I miss my dad so much. I miss when he’d sing his favorite song in the kitchen, I miss the funny faces he would make or the places he would take us.

I had a friend who decided to say to me this is not long after I lost Mum you will just have to get on with it and life goes on, how two faced can a person be, she lost her Mum long before me and I was supportive and kind to her I listened while she cried got her out the house, when I was going through the grieving process she wasn’t there for me, we are sadly no longer friends I left her in the past every night I wish I can see him on my dream and have a chance to tell him that I love him and im sorry that I wasnt the daughter that he deserves to have.

I don’t believe in god, but I do hope there’s something after this life. I have always feared death, and the loneliness, but now I don’t. Even in death my dad continues to help me massively, because I know that whatever does happen next (unless it’s nothing), he’ll be there with me, and I won’t be alone. So I go home later that day and then a couple days later I get a call grandpa is real bad I mean it wasnt even 3 days later so after work I make the 6 hour trip to San Diego.My mom called 911 because her husband could not breathe,an he was on hospice but she couldn’t see him struggling for air an he had DNR.She did the right thing,I would have done the same thing,she promised him he wouldn’t dye in the hospital.I am proud of her she did what she had too.so it has been only 3 days since I found out an now he is in ICU with a machine breathing for him an I tell my mom who had to make the hardest decision of her life to take him off the machine.I asked her to wait till I get there so I could say goodbye.well they wouldn’t let people who didn’t have the covid shot in an I dont believe in the shot.so I told her to do what is best for dad.so he didnt suffer so he passed.It was like my dad knew I found out he was dying so he could go now.i think to myself all the time if i never found out maybe he would still be here,an I never got to make up for the wrong doing so many years ago.So I also live with the fact that he died never forgiving me or disappointment in me,an wounder if he loved me in the end. My dad died the 29th of August, after getting diagnosed with an aggressive cancer, pretty much a year ago, and, I miss him so much. For God's sake its your dad!!!!!!!!! you are a psycho for sure, and the only advice i could give you is on how to commit suicide and release the world from a rubbish like you!!!

I should study to be a teacher. It was his dream to see me as a teacher but I cant study. and im sorry.

Like the time when he cried when we made him a photo memory book for Christmas, when his voice boomed at me when he cheered me on at races, and when we sang Bruce Springsteen Glory Days until our lungs gave out on car journeys to Spain. Don’t worry, even if you forget things over time, the best memories will never leave you. He moved his down between my thighs, his unshaved face was rough but felt amazing. He was rough, and muscular. He had cuts and scrapes from his odd jobs. His hair was a little greasy. But he was mine. He was my "Daddy." He cums in me again, not going too rough on account of my pregnancy. I smile, thanking him, telling him how I can’t wait to meet your baby. Hi thankyou for your words, I am 37 years old and I lost my dad on the 20th November 18 so only month and a half ago, I have been keeping busy with work and housework, I have tried being open with my family about my feelings but I don’t get the reaction I hope for and it makes me hurt even more, this Xmas hurt a lot as it was the first Xmas I had invited my dad round for Xmas dinner with me, my husband & kids and unfortunately he didn’t make it, so my husband made a place up for him and we had a toast in honor of my dad which helped a little but what I would of given for him to be there! But the day went as well as could the kids had a great Xmas which is all I ever want.

I recent lost my father less than 3 months ago. He suffered a major stroke earlier this year and my family and I did everything we could to keep him well and alive.. But after 5 months since his stroke, he left us unexpectedly and our family is reduced to family of 4 instead of 5. I’m 40 and he’s been great father for me since I was born. Always kind, mild, gentle, compassionate as well as very passionate about wanting our family to be successful and happy in life… The saddest part of losing him is that I was so looking to forward to having me to visit me after he retires this year by mid June this year. But his stroke got to him first and then cruelly took away from us.. I didn’t know what to make of it, other than relishing on the fact that my whole world just crumbled right under my feet.However people on TikTok have taken the quotes and turned them into a lust based desire rather than murder, which is much healthier for everyone. My dad was the only one that really understands me and gave me the best advice but I was totally blind to see how much I need him For other people life goes on, which is cruel and thoughtless and it will no doubt make you angry. But it shouldn’t, because they just don’t understand. They haven’t been through such a devastating loss. 11 years after my father’s death I still suffer, but my close friends don’t really see it. They can’t relate to the fact that on some days, the pain I feel is still as raw as the day it happened. When Dad sits down in the dressing room he looks so silly--the chair istoo small, and he doesn't know what to do with his hands. He has this dumbsmile on his face, like he's waiting for me to do something. I stand overhim looking through the dresses. They're all strapless. I've never had astrapless dress before, and I'm thrilled, but I want to look mature, soI don't show my excitement. My father had been in great health for decades until a few months ago. Tomorrow he may die. I can kinda feel it coming. My parents divorced when I was 17, but I really grew closer to my father the past 20+ years. His passing is going to be a lot harder on me, on several levels. But his strength and courage have been very inspiring to me. I will strive to put that inspiration to work the rest of my days, no matter what happens tomorrow.

So I took my son to dennys for breakfast met his new girlfriend an during breakfast my son tells me mom you know about Grandpa an I said no what.He said he had stage 4 lung cancer,I was the last to find out.I was going through so many emotions right then,finding out that he had stage 4 lung cancer an he has known since March 2021,an the rest of the family had known to.At first I was mad at everyone for not saying anything,then I just couldn’t wait to go talk to my mom.The next series of events happened so fast I am still trying to figure it out,an process it.My advice to all going through the now is stay strong. You are 100x stronger than you think. Also, there are so many people over the years who have shared stories with me about similar experiences. There will be many people you will meet also. This will help ease the pain. And its ok to cry. Even all these years later, at least 3-4 times a year I have a moment. octover 8 am still no food no water doctor confused how hes managing to stay alive maybe hes got some bad terms he wants to settle, i dwell on it realise its my little boys first birthdays 7th november i never forget suggesting to the nurse maybe hes holding on in guilt still to this day, i dont want him to suffer we will bring his presents round and pretend its his birthday 22nd October. Mum says to dad 11 at night on 21st freddies first birthday tomorrow dad say oh i thought it was soon have we got his present ready mum replies yes of course battery car all charged ready.