I hope I make you proud, Dad; even though you’re no longer here,
Your memory grows stronger with every passing year.
At the end it was a battle, one you weren’t to win.
A fight against a demon, no choice but to give in.
I wish I could’ve said goodbye; that morning when you left,
Told you you were my hero and that you were the best,
Tears I cry in secret at night before I sleep,
Wishing you were beside me, you’d be forever here to keep.
The years don’t make it easier; they said the pain would go.
It seems I’ve just got better not letting my feelings show.
Wishing I could hold your hand to shout your name aloud.
You’re no longer here, Dad, but I hope I make you proud.
Loosing a parent is something no child should every go through. I personally lost my dad to cancer 13 years ago. The worst thing about it all is I never got to say goodbye the day he died. My family were going through a lot due to my parent divorce and my dads cousins thought it fair not to tell me and my sister when the nursing home called them up that morning to say it was time to say goodbye. And for that I will never forgive them 💔
However today should of been his 60th birthday.
What made it worse (if you can say that) is the fact that I was 6 months pregnant with Joshua, his first grandchild. He did know Joshua was going to be a boy. We found out a week before he died and had chance to tell him so that’s some comfort.
I prayed every day that he would make it to his birth but unfortunately he just couldn’t make it. My dad was a fighter. He fought cancer for nearly 5 years. He got told originally he would only have 6 months but he fought and fought to be with us.
And I’m so blessed to of gotten that extra time with him. I know he would of loved my boys like nothing else. He would of been so proud of them.