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Notsroflife 
3:39pm Wednesday
Today, I was cleaning up, reorganizing, and rearranging.
I unpacked a couple boxes and among the contents were photos of my dad. My dad passed away almost 2 years ago, but as I looked through them, I was flooded with sadness. I've been missing him so much.
Although I've been feeling so happy lately, there is this part of me that feels empty, wanting, wishing my dad to be here. I want to tell him the things going on in my life. I want to tell him how my husband hurt me and how the life I knew wasn't a life at all. I wanted to hear him tell me that he 'knows people' and if I wanted them to 'take care of him' for me that he'd make the call. (Of course he wouldn't have had him 'whacked' But it was always fun plotting revenge with my dad.)
I wanted to hear him express his confidence in me that I'd make it through this just as I had other challenges in my life, that he believed in me, that he just wanted to see me safe and happy.
But he's not here to tell me these things. I miss him so!
I've lost special people in my life to death, but I've never felt grief like this before.
When will the pain end?
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i lost my dad too, about 2 years ago.. your words hit me directly. I sometimes look into and feel the presence, pre-sense of him. Its all around, a silent language and wisdom that does not need to direct us, but just accepts us where we are all the time. This language is the language of love. Stop...and know
mikes16
All the things you wanted to hear your dad say, I believe he already has said those things to you in a sense. As long as the love for him is there, so is his loving energy. I feel that way when it comes to my mom. I hope you can come to feel and believe that as well. *Hugs to you*
ElusiveMuse