starente15
Senior member
- Joined
- Oct 27, 2014
- Messages
- 809
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 10/2017
- Country
- US
- State
- NJ
- City
- Northern
It's impossible to believe that today is one year since my dad's passing.
The day he was diagnosed, time stood still. Then it sped up. I felt like we were racing against time, trying to hold on to as much as we could in the following months. I could feel the weight of a freight train bearing down but kept moving forward because I had to.
In the final weeks, every minute was torture as we watched life slowly leaving him while he fought to stay with us. He fought so hard for so long, unwilling to leave my mother on her own.
This past week as she was with us to spend Thanksgiving, I looked at her and was so mad at him for leaving. She doesn't know how to go on. She says she thought she would go first, but she didn't. No only did we lose him, but it was in a way I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams.
At some point this morning I woke up with tears in my eyes. I've been struggling for months knowing this day was fast approaching as it did last year. I've re-lived some of the horror and mourned him again as I feel myself going through the motions of getting through today.
The day he was diagnosed, time stood still. Then it sped up. I felt like we were racing against time, trying to hold on to as much as we could in the following months. I could feel the weight of a freight train bearing down but kept moving forward because I had to.
In the final weeks, every minute was torture as we watched life slowly leaving him while he fought to stay with us. He fought so hard for so long, unwilling to leave my mother on her own.
This past week as she was with us to spend Thanksgiving, I looked at her and was so mad at him for leaving. She doesn't know how to go on. She says she thought she would go first, but she didn't. No only did we lose him, but it was in a way I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams.
At some point this morning I woke up with tears in my eyes. I've been struggling for months knowing this day was fast approaching as it did last year. I've re-lived some of the horror and mourned him again as I feel myself going through the motions of getting through today.