Anonymous wrote:Normal.
I'm the youngest of 3. My dad was my best friend. I love that man so much. I saw him often. My kids adored him. He was so supportive and present at all times. He could make any situation better--and always had you laughing til you cried at your worst moments. I knew he was always there for us. Unconditionally. He was my 'go-to' person. A fountain of knowledge on everything.
It was SOOOO hard to watch him die from cancer. And the entire time he was so strong and worried about everyone else--never complained, still funny, etc.
It has been 6 years since his death. I can now think of him and smile and not fall apart. I get sad when he is missing milestones that he would have relished--particularly with his grandsons who he adored and they adored him,,,their successes, upcoming graduation, etc.
I am amazed I gave his eulogy without crying. It was the one last thing I could do to honor him. I also found that since I grieved so long ahead of time--the sicker he got..that it was eventually easier when it did happen.
I look for signs everywhere. I get them, some pretty crazy that can't be 'coincidence' and I take heart that he still 'sees' and I am so thankful I had him as a dad.
I wish you peace, OP. I hope he doesn't suffer.
OMG this made me cry.....this was my dad to a tee and I just lost him five months ago. I haven't stopped crying but it's getting just a little easier. I get signs as well. I held his hand in hospice and know he was at peace. His grandsons adored him and he adored them. We miss him so much.