Dad
Dad
My dad died in 2003, yrs I know to some that’s a long time ago. To me it feels like yesterday. He was the only one I had. He was my hero. Now that he is gone. I have no family. Nobody to turn to. Nobody to trust. Nobody to help me. I’m all alone and I hate it. I miss him so much every day. But, today is even worse. I heard him take his last breath. He waited for me. And that hurts me so bad. I would do anything to have five more minutes with him. Because I need him so much.
Dad I will love you till I take my last breath. And, I will miss you forever.
Losing my dad years ago felt like losing my anchor in life. Even now, the memories can hit me unexpectedly, stirring a mix of sadness and gratitude. I often think about how difficult it is when the person you rely on most is no longer there to turn to. It’s a lonely feeling, but it also makes you cherish the time you had together more intensely. One thing I've learned through this journey is the importance of allowing yourself to grieve in your own way and pace. Sometimes, hearing a song or seeing an old photo can bring a flood of emotions. It’s okay to miss him, to wish for just five more minutes, and to carry that love with you forever. You don’t have to face the pain alone; reaching out to others who understand loss can help ease the burden. I also find comfort in small, personal rituals—lighting a candle on special days, writing letters to him, or simply pausing to reflect on the good times we shared. These acts keep his memory alive and help me feel closer to him. Missing a father is a universal experience, and sharing these feelings can create a sense of community and support. If you’ve lost someone dear, remember that it’s okay to feel lost sometimes, but your loved one’s impact is a lasting part of who you are. Keep cherishing those memories, because they are a testament to the love that never fades.
















































