Dear Dad,
So much has happened since you passed. The girls are grown,
Jazzy has a beautiful
little boy, named Benjamin who plays the Ukelele and dances
like you wouldn’t believe.
When I first held him, he reminded me so much of you, an old
soul, kind and gentle.
Chrissy is expecting her first a little girl in a couple of
weeks, who we call Baby P. because she and her husband can’t decide on a name
yet.
I had another daughter, Kayla you never had the chance to
meet. She is in her first year of college and she too, reminds me of you with
her sharp wit and Strawberry blonde hair.
Mom passed away six years ago, we never managed to find the
closeness we should have. I know she was lonely, I just didn’t know how to fill
that space. The years have often been unkind and still I wake up each day looking for the joy I know still exists.
.
Dan’s sister Phyllis, who I loved dearly died two years
before I had Kay. I miss her so much. His other sister, Linda passed away last
June, just as we were becoming close. I had just found out two months before, I
have Rheumatoid Arthritis and now Dan is in a rehabilitation center, he had a stroke on February 24 of this year. He is not doing well. I don't know if he will ever be able to come home.
I am so grateful that Marcia and I have become close like sisters should be. She has been a tremendous source of strength and support during this terrible time. I don't know what I would do without her. I appreciate her so much and what a blessing to have her in my life.
I am so grateful that Marcia and I have become close like sisters should be. She has been a tremendous source of strength and support during this terrible time. I don't know what I would do without her. I appreciate her so much and what a blessing to have her in my life.
I think of you often, what a wonderful father you were to me
and how unfair to have lost you when you were only 53, the same age I am now. I
feel there is so much to be grateful for in spite of all the heartache. You
taught me how to be strong and keep my sense of humor and I am trying to retain
both in the midst of all the heartache. I miss you dad. .I wish you were here to hold me.
Love
Lisa
A very honest and moving letter. I am blessed to still have my two parents but I think I can understand how you miss your dad.
ReplyDeleteI lost both of my dads. This was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIts so sad to see these milestones without him - childrens lifetimes and happy and sad events too. I feel the same way - my dad has been gone 21 years now. Thanks for sharing your beautiful memories with us.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very heartfelt letter, Lisa. It is very apparent how close you were to your father & how strongly you miss his presence in your life today. You really have experienced so many losses, haven't you?
ReplyDeleteThis is such a tender, nostalgic letter, Lisa. It makes me reflect--what has happened since I lost some of my loved ones? What have they missed?
ReplyDeleteI can feel the pain of loss that weaves through this letter. It is truly difficult to reach life's milestones and most significant events without one or both parents. I can relate as I lost my dad when I was 22.
ReplyDeleteI can feel your love for him. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteLisa... Absolutely amazing. I am out and out Daddy's girl and I am terrified of losing either one of them. Touching words here.
ReplyDeleteThis one wrenched at my heart. I understand the loss of a parent. My mom was 41 when she passed, and my dad passed 9 years later at 51. I have been blessed to outlive both of their ages, and I still ache for the things they never got to see, that we never got to share. A very heartfelt letter here.
ReplyDeleteThe conversational, informational tone of this letter hits hardest because it's these things that we desperately desire to share with the loved ones that we have lost and miss the most.
ReplyDeleteThis is so tender and heartfelt, the depth of your love and sorrow at losing him so evident. Though the years have often been unkind, noting the blessings of children and grandchildren and rewarding relationships helps the heartache. Hugs, friend.
ReplyDeleteMoving write... It's a blessing to have experienced that love and have memories... I didn't have a dad around at all growing up.
ReplyDeleteThis was very touching. It made me think of my own dad, who passed away before my son was born. My son reminds me so much of him, too. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteA beautiful story it is to honor a father of 53 years of living in all the love that is there before in living memory of a father's love.. loving goes on in the loving eyes of child well loved...
ReplyDeleteAnd it does remind me that even in 53 years of a father who lives to be 81..
he is there but he never allows me to get to know him at all..
Ah.. the distance of the heart...
is the longest distance of all....
farther than life
or death
for all...:)
The only place for me
to ever find the love of a father
is in the mirror.... and that's okay..too..:)
This one broke my heart in pieces--and I can only hope that, like you, some day I'll have a close relationship with estranged siblings. God bless you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful letter! You make me want t write letters to my own dear dead.
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