Tuesday, March 27, 2007

16 Years

That is all…

UPDATE: Sorry, it occurs to me that such a mysterious post is vain and disrespectful.  16 years ago today I found my father, cold and gasping for air, in his bed.  He was declared dead a few hours later.  It’s a hard day for me.  I wear his Aggie ring instead of mine on this day.  And I weep.  16 years and it sometimes still feels like it was this morning.  Ah well… FIDO.

(9) Comments
Posted by Owen at 1931 hrs
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  1. My sincerest condolences

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on March 27, 2007 at 2223 hrs


  2. Hey O,

    It’s never made sense to me that people think time makes things better. It just makes things more familiar. I’ll never get better with the fact my dad’s gone, and you know what, that’s alright with me.

    I can’t say it better than the writers of Grey’s so here you go. I found solace in this, in knowing that it wasn’t just me.

    George: I don’t know how to exist in a world where my dad doesn’t.
    Christina: Yeah, that never really changes.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRXlCFRwYeE

    Posted by Cantankerous on March 27, 2007 at 2245 hrs


  3. Hasn’t been 16 years (yet) for me… but long enough to know it’ll never completely go away.

    But when those times come and I can’t get him out of my mind, I’ve learned to look into they eyes of my own son. My father is still living within me, and even beyond me, in the hearts and minds of my children.

    Don’t forget that a part of him remains alive within you as long as you honor his memory.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on March 28, 2007 at 0004 hrs


  4. I also found mine, though on our carport. I did crude CPR until the ambulance arrived. He was pronounced about an hour later. It was close to 33 years ago. It still feels pretty much as you’ve described it Owen. God bless.

    Dean

    Posted by TC on March 28, 2007 at 0047 hrs


  5. My commiserations.

    Use your memories to power your own efforts to do good.

    There are times I can still hear my Dad’s laugh and it helps me carry on.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on March 28, 2007 at 0729 hrs


  6. I lost my Dad 11 years ago.  Not a day goes by that I don’t miss him or think about him.  All I can do now is try to respect his memory by trying to be the best Dad I can be for my son.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on March 28, 2007 at 0737 hrs


  7. My father died the evening before Fathers’ Day, will be 16 years this June.

    He lived alone (my mother had died a few years before that).  My wife and I had stopped in that evening to prep his house for the next day, as some of my siblings (I was one of 8) were coming over the next day.  Long story short, I was in his basement, he came down to check on what I was doing, and had a heart attack and that was it.

    I was devastated to be there when it happened, but I got over it real quick when I called my oldest brother who lives in Pennsylvania to tell him what happened, and the first thing he said was that he was glad that I was there when it happened.  You can’t control these circumstances, “s” happens, but TC & Owen, I hope you found some solace in being there when you were.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on March 28, 2007 at 1051 hrs


  8. My condolences Owen… and to all of the rest of you who’ve lost a loved one.

    I’m in the situation of unhappily waiting for that day. My father was diagnosed with cholangiocarcinoma a few months ago, and while he looks and acts fine, his time is quite short. Very few people (10%) even survive 5 years after diagnosis.

    At least we have the time to prepare for him being gone… Not to mention that he and I are talking more often and more openly than we ever have before.

    -JR

    Posted by Johnny Ringo on March 28, 2007 at 1606 hrs


  9. Both my parents still live ... I do not look forward to the day they leave this earth.  That’s a hard memory, Owen.  Condolences to you.

    Posted by Tim on March 29, 2007 at 1007 hrs


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