On Sept. 17th, I recieved a phone call while driving home that my Daughter's dad was found dead in his home after never showing up for work that morning. I fell to pieces and could'nt believe my ears, my 1st thought was how was I going to tell my 7 yr.old daughter that her father was dead. Then the thought of how am I gonna raise her alone came to mind knowing that she loved her daddy and this news would crush her.
The time finally came for me to tell her when she got home from school, there was no way around it. One look at me and she knew somethin was terribly wrong and wanted to know right away! I told her the best way I could possibly find and as suspected she busted out crying hysterically.
To this day she still talks about him as if he is still here and does'nt show much sorrow, almost as if it still has'nt sunk in yet. I on the other hand have sleepless nights and still have days where all I can do is cry. He was a great father and deffinately a one of a kind person and I will miss him dearly.
I hope all of you who read this value your loved ones, there are never any gaurantees on life and one day you could wake up and they're gone. I also wish that nobody has to ever tell thier child that one of thier parents are gone forever, especially this close to the holidays.
Britt just visited her dad's grave last weekend for his birthday (Dec 1st.) and I'm sure she'll be back there on Christmas. I know that if she could have just one wish for Christmas that it would be, to see her Daddy just one more time.
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