My Dad passed away March 21 2021. Even though I knew it was looming, I didn’t know it would come so soon. I was hoping I’d have a bit more time with no idea with what to expect the day of his death and what it means for those of us left behind.
Now I am beginning to understand just how naive my existence was before I was forced to confront death’s blow once again
While I hope you never have to experience such a life-altering loss, the truth is, we all will. Death is a part of life. And once it strikes someone you so dearly love, your existence will never be the same.
I know the pain of losing my Dad will perhaps never leave me. I imagine it will ease with time as I process and get through it, but I don’t suspect I will get over it. How can I? How can you get over a person who has been there since before you were even born.
His life, his influence, his energy is linked to mine and I now take comfort in that. I take comfort in knowing that my Dad is no longer in pain. That suffering is no longer something he has to endure. My Dad, Leroy, will forever be in my heart until the day it stops beating. And I am grateful that I am a more fully realized human being, a more caring, compassionate, and empathetic person because of my Dad. Still, I would forfeit any wisdom for the sake of having him back. I miss you dad. Love you always and forever.
