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09-02-2011, 09:51 PM | #21 |
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CR, I am So Very Sorry to hear about your father passing away. Thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.
I remember seeing my grandfather in the nursing home the night before he passed away. Like another Tanker said, you grow up your whole life seeing this tough as nails person (fathers, grandfathers) then to see them in that condition absolutely breaks your heart. |
09-03-2011, 07:29 PM | #22 |
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So very sorry for your loss. That time in the hospital can be a tough memory, but try to picture all your memories of him from before.
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09-05-2011, 07:42 PM | #23 |
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I'm sorry for your loss
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09-05-2011, 07:49 PM | #24 |
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My condolences.
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09-05-2011, 11:11 PM | #25 |
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I'm wondering why you decided to captialize the first letters of this statement. Why not all the letters, or to UBB it to indicate even more emotional consideration?
Why focus on what was before? Why disserive the entire situation that way? Life is sloppy. Life is tragic. As hard as it is to believe, it isn't just the good times that are worth remembering or taking to heart. Actually, the messy, hateful, disheartening parts are what make it worth remembering, too. It might be in poor taste, but those unwanted parts of life are real. They're real and they are what flesh out our existence on this planet - in this life. I'd recommend that he recall every terrible moment, for both himself and his father. It will make the months and years ahead much easier to deal with - I promise you that. No need to splash about in fairy tales. Fairy tales exist only for the living. Mourning and sadness and loss are experienced only by the living, those with emotions left to be felt. It's nice to imagine clouds and wings and an unending ice cream bar as the after life, but hwat happens when there is no viable contact from the after life? Or, what is there is? What if that contact comes in the form of bathroom soaps ending up in an odd pattern that one knows they're reading too much into? To the OP: Suffer through all of it. Hate it. Want to destroy the world. Tear your hair. Throw things. Don't look for the comfort you're going to get from a bunch of on-line toy fanatics who offer lip service. Break something or punch a friend in the face. Your father is gone. The only father you're ever going to have is no more. Realize you've now been moved up to the front of the next-to-die line. It should be personal. |
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09-08-2011, 06:26 AM | #26 |
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Why focus on what was before? Why disserive the entire situation that way? Life is sloppy. Life is tragic. As hard as it is to believe, it isn't just the good times that are worth remembering or taking to heart. Actually, the messy, hateful, disheartening parts are what make it worth remembering, too. It might be in poor taste, but those unwanted parts of life are real. They're real and they are what flesh out our existence on this planet - in this life. I'd recommend that he recall every terrible moment, for both himself and his father. It will make the months and years ahead much easier to deal with - I promise you that. No need to splash about in fairy tales. Fairy tales exist only for the living. Mourning and sadness and loss are experienced only by the living, those with emotions left to be felt. It's nice to imagine clouds and wings and an unending ice cream bar as the after life, but hwat happens when there is no viable contact from the after life? Or, what is there is? What if that contact comes in the form of bathroom soaps ending up in an odd pattern that one knows they're reading too much into? To the OP: Suffer through all of it. Hate it. Want to destroy the world. Tear your hair. Throw things. Don't look for the comfort you're going to get from a bunch of on-line toy fanatics who offer lip service. Break something or punch a friend in the face. Your father is gone. The only father you're ever going to have is no more. Realize you've now been moved up to the front of the next-to-die line. It should be personal. Went to funeral today - Weight lifted, but still sad though.
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