My dad died

man...im sorry dude...
the only thing id do is cherish the good times and go by all the important things hes said to you...and if youve found his qualities unmatched, live to honour him and those qualites. dya know waddai mean?

lifes not fair sometimes...
be stong.

ps. sometimes i wish ppl i really cared about who have passed away could come back as blue ghosts...like obi wan...bit off topic tho sorry...

I hear you, Haze. And I realize that I was in the trying-to-comfort-you mode. And truly there is no comfort. I get that now.

I need to learn not to automatically react with a sort of Mama'll-make-it-better message. Maybe I'm second-handedly trying to make myself feel better about the situation here, too.

No one can make this better 'cause he is gone. And I can't make my sister get over cancer, either. You have to keep going in spite of that. So do I.

I don't want to keep going, either. I guess I will because it's what she wants. I hope you'll come to the same conclusion. But I hear you loud and clear.

well make sure you cherish and love all the times you have with yer sis
never know when god will take her from you
good night

night

i been sittin here looking at all these threads...

and it dawned on me...

just who am i 2 judge u or what u say...

and rite down 2 it, its none of my business...

from what i have been reading about what u say about ur dad...

he was a great guy...

and i,ll bet ur mom is every bit the lady...

u r a lucky young man 2 still have her...

so now u just need 2 get it 2gether...

and realize ur the man now...

u have my deepest sympathy for ur father...


he is in a better place now...


God has him...

and between the 2 of them , u will do just fine...


i wish u the very besy in life...

step up, b the man...

God b with u all...

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Originally Posted by da haze meister

pretty bad... he posts here as JayW...
he found my dad... walked in to wake him up and maybe watch TV with him
and he was cold and white... he picked up his hand and it just flopped...
all i remember is my bro waking me up at about 12 and i hear screaming and my moms trying to give him CPR... but i knew he was dead from the second i saw him... limp white and stone fucking cold... it killed my heart.
if i had one wish... it would not be for him to be back in my life, as he was in constant pain due to hypertension, heart problems, and Type 2 diabetes, but just to have a few minutes to talk to him... give a final goodbye... and just carry on a conversation. i would tell him how much i loved him and appreciated him... how great of a father he was... how much he did for my mom and my brother and my estranged sister and me and just let him know that he will always be in my heart and mind... i just hope he is doin alright in heaven... we are burying him with a blues CD and a classical CD an e.e. cummings book... his reading glasses... pictures of our beloved puppies... a CD player and headphones... his flight cap, flight suit, and basketball gear under it... he loved basketball and had a hell of a jumpshot... a stopwatch for the 4.18 mile he used to run at william tennet in philly... and i think thats it. he is recieving a full military burial with an honor guard flags taps and such. about 300-400 people are scheduled to show up at the funeral. i will not scan the obituary, because i realize that i should not sacrifice my privacy to prove something to a bunch of people on a message board... i can show it to bobbong and he will vouch for it... but if you dont believe me, you can fucking lick my sack cuz i dont care anymore. the suicide thing was an accidental addition to the boards, and besides that i have a clean track record ty very much. i have nothing to prove. i just miss my father. he was the greatest man i ever knew... he could jsut captivate someone when he talked to them... i just cant believe he is gone. its like a bad dream. somethings missing from my heart and soul... and if it werent for my mother and brother i probably would have offed myself by now (dont call the five 0 i wont im not making plans to) i just need to live life for them... im the man of the house now. im gonna miss my father so much.

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i felt like cryin when i read this, cant even imagine what your going through. :(

I am sorry to hear that man i know how you feel my dad was killed when i was 13 it was very hard on me but just know that you can't dwell on the bad and try to remeber the good hope everything works out for you and god bless you

I've never had a good relationship with my dad. I haven't talked to him in almost a year, and haven't seen him in almost two. I think I'm gonna go find him now, and get a plane ticket to wherever he is.

Thanks man. I think you've put my priorities back in order.

thanks everyone for the kind words
yet another morning waking up without him
i feel so bad... i woke up and expected to see him in his room
as if it was all a bad dream
but it wasnt

Hang in there dude! It's a hard road but things eventually get better....remember the good times as they say.

Take care....you and your family!:thumbsup: