Rene
New member
- Joined
- Dec 29, 2007
- Messages
- 2
- Reason
- Loved one DX
- Country
- US
- State
- MO
- City
- Poplar Bluff
After a 2 year battle with ALS, my dad, two days past his 58th birthday, finally suffered no more on March 8, 2008. My dad and I grew very close in the past two years. It is sad a disease had to bring a daughter closer to her father, but we both got to say things to each other that probably would never had been said. That I am thankful for. Because of the reality of the end result of the disease, I knew I had to take advantage of every day I had with him. I am soo glad that I came home every other weekend to see him. The four hour drive there and back always killed me Monday mornings, but I have no regrets, no hugs not given, no words that didn't get said. My brain knows he is in a much better place and I would not want him here suffering, but my heart doesn't, it is selfish. Along with the sadness, I am still very angry that this disease even developed in him. How do I let go of the life I pictured for him in what should have been his glory years? He should of been tinkering(sp) with cars, taking care of the yard he loved, and getting to relax and enjoy the rest of his life since he spent so much of his younger life working to support his family. I can't let it go that this should not of happened to him!
I used his forum a few times and have read many blogs. It really helped our family. Thank you for suggestions, honesty, and your stories.
I used his forum a few times and have read many blogs. It really helped our family. Thank you for suggestions, honesty, and your stories.