Name: Lisa
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Bio: I'm a vivacious wife and mother of 3 teenagers. I am also a Melanoma in-situ & Stage 1A survivor. If you want to know more about me, go to my 'About Me' page. ♥
CeciliaSimon & Garfunkel4 days ago
Love Ain't No StrangerWhitesnake4 days ago
Get This Party StartedPink4 days ago
♥ I’m dreaming of you ♥
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Loading ...I’ve been trying to slowly accept a dream I was having the morning my dad passed. I was literally in the middle of this dream when my brother called to give me the news of our dads passing. I seem to have this ability to sense, and feel those that I love and have a strong bond with. I also receive visits from those whom have crossed over, they come to me in my dreams.
The morning of my dads death, I was having a dream where I could feel my dads presence but I did not see him. The presence of my dad was so strong but so was the feeling that he was being taken away from me.
I will come to love this dream, but right now my heart is hurting.
Some scars cut so deep that they truly help form the person you become. Whether or not that’s a good thing is always up for interpretation. With my dad’s passing on Sunday, I have found myself flooded with feelings of abandonment. I’m back to being that 7 year old girl who kept looking out her bedroom window, waiting and praying for her dad to come home. Dad walked away from being a part of mine and Scott’s life without saying good bye, until Scott and I tracked him down when we were 18 years old.
He’s gone from my life again without any good byes!!!!
I’m older, wiser, and yet all I want is my dad. I was his pumpkin and Scott was his tiger and that will never change.
Sometimes, the prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets. The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.
I’m sitting here this morning trying to figure out how I can have closure with my dad’s passing. How do I make peace with the childhood that I was robbed from having? How do I make any sense at all of a man whom I didn’t really know. Believe me, I’ve tried to get to know him…I just remember SO much from my childhood that he was not expecting. In the end, my dad didn’t believe I loved him, even though I did and I told him so, many times.
My dad didn’t want any kind of funeral services or burial. He is being cremated this week and my step mom will be spreading his ashes on their property in Florida. He didn’t even want an obituary written. I’m struggling with this…big time. I want to say my last good bye’s, but a little lost on how.
(1 votes, average: 1.00 out of 1) Loading ...This song will always remind me of my dad. Scott & I took a road trip in 1988 to visit dad after 13 years of not being able to have any contact with him. Dad was watching MTV with us and this song came on…I remember dad saying how much he loved this song. I love you dad and miss you so much. ♥♥
This morning I received a call from my brother just before 8:00am, letting me know that our father passed away from a heart attack early this morning at around 6:00am. He was only 67 years old. I’m still in shock and a bit numb.
I do take comfort in knowing I will see him again some day. He is now resting in peace in our Lords arms.
I love you Dad and will miss you greatly!!
~ Love forever
Your daughter
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