I lost my best friend, my dad, and its so hard.
I need him back so much, Lord knows how much he spoiled us, my daughters- just turned 9, me just turned 35, and mom, 74. he took care of us, he loved us. and now he is gone. It wasnt suppose to be this way.
we thought my parents had 10 more years left, they worked as hard as me, if not more stronger, the most pratical people on the place of the planet didnt even have a will.
we should of known better that life doesnt work out the way you envision. 5 years ago i was struck with spinal menigities that left me still pernamently disabled. so i tease people that it worked the other way around, i thought i would help dad in his old age, but instead he is helping me. : ) . he became my driver, i would fall down alot, and he would pick me up in the literal term : )
cancer quickly and ravisly ate his bones, so we only knew when we put the stubborn man in the hospital that there was nothing they could do, i am sad to say he died a very horrifically painful dealth of 16 days this aug.- a week before my b-day, a month before he turned 70, I was planning the big celebration and instead i had to plan a celebration of my dad but in a different way, in a way i didnt want to/
can a women die of a broken heart? its so painful to for my mom, its so painful to see her in so much pain, i am dying too, my girls are grieving. its such a heavy burden. poor mom had to learn how to drive again on my account, soon i will be able to drive again, my mom calls me mommy, and wants no responsibility ( when her hectic life slows down), and it frightens me, i want my parents back.