I am so sad this night. Today I realized that my father, my first hero, my first male role model, the one who looked after me is old. He used to dance with me, with me standing on his toes as he glided about. I now need to look after him. It has broken my heart.
I took my dad to the airport. He was on his way to Canada for a few months for medical check ups and to visit with my brothers. I had to haul his suitcase to the airport. I had to carry it. I know he did not like this. I am his baby girl. I tried to check him in and found out that his passport had expired. He was lost and stood there a bit dazed. I had to cancel his flight, go to the Canadian embassy in Den Haag, fill out all the forms, rebook his flight etc. He was absolutely lost.
I broke when he thanked me for all I had done and apologized for ruining my whole day. He thanked ME?? My father gave me everything growing up. He had no need to thank me. I am so sad.
I love my dad. My dad is quite old. I am a bit scared that when he gets on that plane on Thursday, I may not see him again.
Excuse the morbid gloomy thread but I am sad this evening.
I can totally relate. My dad came to stay with me 2 months ago. I hadn't seen him in about 5 years. He wanted to be here for me as I'm getting married next week. He's 82, has neuropathy (can't feel his legs from the knee down) from diabetes. He's a towering giant of a man, very strong in his day, gentle giant. He can't leave the house, stays in all day waiting for me. Can't get his own food and apologises for being a burden.
Oh Imma....that is so sad...my heart goes out to you...but I suppose it is a rite of passage...this is the lesson of life, no?...birth, fruition, death...the natural cycle of things....we will all get old, you, I ...all of us...Just hope that there is a daughter, a son, someone there to care for you, and carry your bag for you...dignity is an expensive luxury..
immanuelle: I am so sad this night. ****but I am sad this evening.
I can totally relate. My dad came to stay with me 2 months ago. I hadn't seen him in about 5 years. He wanted to be here for me as I'm getting married next week. He's 82, has neuropathy (can't feel his legs from the knee down) from diabetes. He's a towering giant of a man, very strong in his day, gentle giant. He can't leave the house, stays in all day waiting for me. Can't get his own food and apologises for being a burden.
wooffyClose to Antwerp, Antwerpen Belgium832 posts
immanuelle: I am so sad this night. Today I realized that my father, my first hero, my first male role model, the one who looked after me is old. He used to dance with me, with me standing on his toes as he glided about. I now need to look after him. It has broken my heart.
I took my dad to the airport. He was on his way to Canada for a few months for medical check ups and to visit with my brothers. I had to haul his suitcase to the airport. I had to carry it. I know he did not like this. I am his baby girl. I tried to check him in and found out that his passport had expired. He was lost and stood there a bit dazed. I had to cancel his flight, go to the Canadian embassy in Den Haag, fill out all the forms, rebook his flight etc. He was absolutely lost.
I broke when he thanked me for all I had done and apologized for ruining my whole day. He thanked ME?? My father gave me everything growing up. He had no need to thank me. I am so sad.
I love my dad. My dad is quite old. I am a bit scared that when he gets on that plane on Thursday, I may not see him again.
Excuse the morbid gloomy thread but I am sad this evening.
I know this will probably not help at all Imma but I am jealous of the fact that you talk about your father the way you did. This means that you had a good relationship with him and you are sad that he is getting old. I on the other hand went through the same thing this year with my father and in fact even though I know that my father is getting old and demented it really didn't faze me. You see my parents divorced when I was 10 and I stayed with my Mom. I didn't even see my father between my 15 and 17 years old and have only seen him about 10 times since I came to Belgium if that. Think of the good things at least you can.
Age, wisdom, death..what goes around, comes around...the success of one's life can be encapsulated in one simple statistic....how many people turn up to your funeral...think about it.
immanuelle: I am so sad this night. Today I realized that my father, my first hero, my first male role model, the one who looked after me is old. He used to dance with me, with me standing on his toes as he glided about. I now need to look after him. It has broken my heart.
I took my dad to the airport. He was on his way to Canada for a few months for medical check ups and to visit with my brothers. I had to haul his suitcase to the airport. I had to carry it. I know he did not like this. I am his baby girl. I tried to check him in and found out that his passport had expired. He was lost and stood there a bit dazed. I had to cancel his flight, go to the Canadian embassy in Den Haag, fill out all the forms, rebook his flight etc. He was absolutely lost.
I broke when he thanked me for all I had done and apologized for ruining my whole day. He thanked ME?? My father gave me everything growing up. He had no need to thank me. I am so sad.
I love my dad. My dad is quite old. I am a bit scared that when he gets on that plane on Thursday, I may not see him again.
Excuse the morbid gloomy thread but I am sad this evening.
It’s a part of life – to see your beloved ones shade into a different shape. You suddenly see your parents, that for years were Atlantes holding the sky above your head, are just old people depending on you… A chock…
It’s ok to be sad…
Yet, your father is still alive, and… and that’s good
In response to: I am so sad this night. Today I realized that my father, my first hero, my first male role model, the one who looked after me is old. He used to dance with me, with me standing on his toes as he glided about. I now need to look after him. It has broken my heart.
I took my dad to the airport. He was on his way to Canada for a few months for medical check ups and to visit with my brothers. I had to haul his suitcase to the airport. I had to carry it. I know he did not like this. I am his baby girl. I tried to check him in and found out that his passport had expired. He was lost and stood there a bit dazed. I had to cancel his flight, go to the Canadian embassy in Den Haag, fill out all the forms, rebook his flight etc. He was absolutely lost.
I broke when he thanked me for all I had done and apologized for ruining my whole day. He thanked ME?? My father gave me everything growing up. He had no need to thank me. I am so sad.
I love my dad. My dad is quite old. I am a bit scared that when he gets on that plane on Thursday, I may not see him again.
Excuse the morbid gloomy thread but I am sad this evening.
I know how diicult it has been for you, you told me when I posted my own thread about my father when he was poorly..
Embrace that sadness, G, don't fight it, cry if you need to, miss him, love him, remember him and smile when you have the memories and cry when you want to and it hurts.
I know you do, this is very evident from what you have told me and what you have written here.
And no apology necessary, we don't need to excuse you at all, for sharing about your father, who you love very much?
Nope, I'll raise my glass with you, as you did foe my dad.
To Imma's beloved father...here's to your health I wish i can still hold on to my dad but he crossed to the other side 8 years ago. Anyway i'm sure he'll be well looked after and try to be positive,
Thank you everyone, all of you. Your words were...., well I guess we all sort of experience these feelings. You guys are the best. Sleep well. Welterusten.
wooffyClose to Antwerp, Antwerpen Belgium832 posts
immanuelle: Thank you everyone, all of you. Your words were...., well I guess we all sort of experience these feelings. You guys are the best. Sleep well. Welterusten.
My father was a Bad Man and did Bad Stuff to us and when he died I cried and cried because I loved him and I'd always hoped he might change his mind and be Nice.
My father was a Bad Man and did Bad Stuff to us and when he died I cried and cried because I loved him and I'd always hoped he might change his mind and be Nice.
My father was a Bad Man and did Bad Stuff to us and when he died I cried and cried because I loved him and I'd always hoped he might change his mind and be Nice.
wooffyClose to Antwerp, Antwerpen Belgium832 posts
wordsmith99: Well I think you're lucky, Imma.
My father was a Bad Man and did Bad Stuff to us and when he died I cried and cried because I loved him and I'd always hoped he might change his mind and be Nice.
But he never did.
It's what I just finished saying to Imma she should be glad she had the good years many don't. One thing that is good though is that you are a good person and that is what counts
sasseezlakes entrance, Victoria Australia3,150 posts
Imma and everyone else your feelings are lovely to read.
Its hard seeing our parents get old , it can be heartbreaking. I lost my dad 6 years ago and i miss him dearly, its a massive loss when they pass, so no matter how frail they are enjoy them like being around them coz they wont be there for ever...
My father was a Bad Man and did Bad Stuff to us and when he died I cried and cried because I loved him and I'd always hoped he might change his mind and be Nice.
How terribly sad.......I flew away in June last year and never saw my father alive again, but maybe it was for the best...... I could nolonger cope with seeing him die a little every day.
It was only this week that I finally mourned my own father who died on 14th August last year a few weeks after I abandoned looking after him and my mother and went back to my home in the UK.
I could have talked to my dad, and he'd have felt my grief and not said anything and not been judgmental.......... I couldn't tell my mother what has happened now because she'd be upset and then sympathetic; when I deserve zero sympathy.
I thought of talking to my dad and the tears welled up in my eyes and at last I was able to mourn his death - I loved him so very much and he loved me too...........
when I lost my second wife he flew to see her to try and find out what was wrong.
I didn't know why she got rid of me when five months pregnant and he decided, however inappropriate, to find out as he also loved her as a daughter and was sad for the both of us.
He only once met the wonderful person I split up with just a week ago, but he knew that I had finally found the love of my life and was very happy for the two of us.
I am sad that I can nolonger talk to him, but also glad that he has no need to feel my pain now.
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I took my dad to the airport. He was on his way to Canada for a few months for medical check ups and to visit with my brothers. I had to haul his suitcase to the airport. I had to carry it. I know he did not like this. I am his baby girl. I tried to check him in and found out that his passport had expired. He was lost and stood there a bit dazed. I had to cancel his flight, go to the Canadian embassy in Den Haag, fill out all the forms, rebook his flight etc. He was absolutely lost.
I broke when he thanked me for all I had done and apologized for ruining my whole day. He thanked ME?? My father gave me everything growing up. He had no need to thank me. I am so sad.
I love my dad. My dad is quite old. I am a bit scared that when he gets on that plane on Thursday, I may not see him again.
Excuse the morbid gloomy thread but I am sad this evening.