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Friday June 2nd was 5 years since my father past away

Blog Last Activity 7 years ago 1.8K views 67 comments

Theres a heap of satisfaction to sit here thinking of you Dad. And to tell you once again Dad, how very much I love you. There is comfort just in longing for a smile from your face. And joy in just remembering your very special place. There is happiness in knowing that my heart will always be a place where you will rest and will always be near to me. All my love to you Dad.

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7 years ago

8 years ago

HUGS Jerrod, I know Pop is so proud of you and the Fam

8 years ago

My thoughts will be with you on that day, Jerrod.. but remember.. he is still with you in a way: deep within your heart. I have the anniversary of my Family's passing coming up soon so I truly understand. We all love ya, bud.. and will be here for you xx

8 years ago

You are connected....the physical is gone..but the emotion and the spirit are entwined forever

8 years ago

Jerrod, your quote says it all. Your love for him is as strong, if not stronger, than ever.

8 years ago

Sorry Jerrod. Be strong..

8 years ago

Don't know what I can say that might help you Jerrod . Just that as a friend I love you very much

8 years ago

red1844

8 years ago

i am sorry to hear of your loss. i lost my father and brother. even though it takes a while for the hurt to go away, as time goes by it gets just a little bit easier every day.

its been 33 years for my father and 17 years for my brother. i still find myself getting choked up every so often.. always keep a part of him in your heart.

StillKicken

8 years ago

Even at my advanced age, the loss of one's father is a very emotional thing, perhaps even more than the loss of Mom.

I seldom got along with my Dad; he never had the time for me or my brother until he was forced into retirement by an injury, then became more of a pest in his efforts to be a helpful and attentive Dad. That lasted until he was run down by a drunk and needed a care giver, which happened to be my brother who gave up his career to help Pop. I was so involved in my career and so self absorbed back then, at least until Dad began suffering his strokes. His passing was inevitable, but once he was gone, I truly regret all of our missed time and think of him often. He was only a few years older than I am now, and I have suffered 4 "mini-strokes" already. I have no son to pass anything on to. I have no son to care for me once I can no longer care for myself as my brother did for Dad. I guess that old quote from the roaring 60s is true: "what goes around, comes around!" I was not the son I should have been.

I'll add my prayers for you and your Dad. God bless you, your Dad, My Dad, and even my brother who cared enough while I was out in the world.