~ Bill Clinton
“An-Angela,” I heard my mother stammer on the other end of the phone.
“What?” Oh no, don’t let it be that, I heard myself thinking.
Night fishing in Baja
“Angela, Dad passed away…,” my mother said in a voice barely above a whisper.
“No,” this was just incomprehensible. We’d seen him at the hospital the night before and he seemed so much better.
Racing to pick up my mother soon after that phone call to go to the hospital. Seeing my Dad lying there in the hospital bed looking so still and small. Feeling it couldn’t really be happening. Thinking any moment he’d open is eyes and start talking with us.
These are my memories of what happened one year ago today. The day my Dad passed away. The rest of the year is a blur, but that day is forever etched into my memory.
It’s been a tough year for my family and me, but life does go on – and it should. When we’ve lost someone close to us we think the world is going to stop because of it, but it doesn’t.
I remember going back to work a week later and wanting to scream at the top of my lungs, “My father is gone! Don’t you see how the world is different now?” Of course I didn’t do that. People continue to live their lives and work must go on, but inside you’re acutely aware that something’s changed. The love and security that you took for granted, and which insulated you from fear is gone – stolen in an instant.
Slowly, I began to reassemble my own life. It’s different now for sure, but after falling off the wall I’ve put myself back together again. In January I started my blog, and took to it like a duck to water, finding that writing articles helped me focus on something other than the my sorrow. I realized I was getting back to my old self when my dreams and plans for my life started to excite me again.
Planning how I might make my dreams a reality brought back discussions I’d had with my father. After I bought my house my father used to come by every few days to do handyman jobs, whether I’d asked him to or not. I think he enjoyed getting out of the house and having somewhere to go after he retired.
Having been a mechanical engineer, he could fix just about anything which was a godsend since my house was built in 1927, the same year my father was born. After he did his puttering around I’d always offer him something to eat and make him tea. We’d usually sit at my kitchen counter and talk while we ate our lunch.
That’s when I got to really know my father. We fought a lot when I was growing up, but sitting in my kitchen 20 years later is when our relationship blossomed. The one thing I learned was that my dad still had dreams even though he was in his 80s. There was always something a bit boyish about my father, and most people mistook him for a man much younger than his actual years. I realize now that it was his dreams that kept him young.
Back in 2004, my father had gone to California to visit my brother. They drove to Baja, Mexico and fished, and camped on the beach. On the drive down from LA they had a lot of “misadventures,” such as driving through flash floods, which ended up being some of the most exciting and memorable parts of their trip. Having been a fisherman all his life – this trip was his dream come true. Traveling and seeing new sights, while roughing it and camping with my brother made my father feel really alive, and young.
A few years before my father’s passing, he and I were in my kitchen on a frosty day in December cradling warm mugs of tea when he said, “You know I think I have one more trip left in me.”
At that instant I loved my dad more than ever. I really understood my father’s need to go after his dreams. I also felt a pang of fear in my heart because of the way he said it. It sounded as if he was admitting his life might not go on forever. I’d never thought about having to live without him – but his comment hung in the air like a terrible foreshadowing of a future I didn’t want to face
My sister put it best when she described my dad this way, “He just never knew he was getting older, it never occurred to him, so it didn’t get in the way of him living his life.” He kept on going because inside he still dreamed of that trip with my brother – of one more adventure.
Big catch on the Hudson
And, that’s why we too should strive to keep our dreams alive, and never give up. We need them to nourish our souls, and to lead us forward. Without them – there’s no passion, and not much point to life. As long as you’re still breathing, you’re never too old to have a dream.
Always keep your dreams alive.
I don’t know what my dad is doing now, but I sure hope he’s fishing….
What dreams keep you moving forward? What dream could you not live without?
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Dear Angela, I am so so sorry for your loss. I am so sad after reading this post – your touching tribute to your Dad, it’s awfully sweet. I just do not know what else to say but I wanted to tell you how much it moved me, how happy I am that you wrote this, and how I really believe that if you keep the memories alive, you will keep him alive in your heart and your thoughts…..a virtual hug and wishing you much strength to deal with loss, even a year later…..
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Thank you so much Farnoosh. I know, there really isn’t much anyone can say. You just don’t know what you have until it’s gone. I’m so glad I saw my father the night before he died and that I told him I loved him. I have no regrets – thank goodness. Thanks so much for being such a supportive friend Farnoosh. I really appreciate it.
Thank for sharing your story of both pain and celebration.
Our dreams can be as important to our existence as the air we breathe and the water we drink. As you write, our souls needs to be nourished, too.
I think your Dad is fishing and the best gift he may have left is teaching you how to fish for your dreams as well.
Take care,
Alex
Hi Alex,
I felt compelled to write about my father on this day. I think it’s part of the healing process – now, I’m sort of releasing his memory to the world so I can go on.
My father encouraged me to develop my intuitive abilities. He kept saying, “I’d like to see you do something with that.” I feel that this blog honors his wish – and that makes me feel very good.
Thanks so much Alex. Yes, I believe he’s fishing too. I love the way you put that. He “taught me how to fish for my drams as well.”
I so appreciate you’re reading and commenting on this special post that’s so close to my heart Alex.
Dreams and memories are the things that make the mind a healthy place. Hope deferred leads to unhappiness and that in turn can lead to nightmares.
Bad memories are things to avoid unless you can learn a lesson from them. So many of us are not living the dream we wanted as the reality of our lives drains our hopes.
Make an effort to dream what you want and not think about the things you’ve got. Easier said than done, but it’s worth it.
Remember your Father for the things he taught you and cherish his presence in your thought life.
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Hi Andre,
Thank you for your lovely words of advice Andre.
I really appreciate you’re sharing your thoughts here.
Thank you so much for adding to the conversation too.
Hi Angela,
So sorry to hear about your loss.
When we face these challenges the best way to respond is to ask exactly those questions. Never, never, never compromise on our dreams and aspirations. We hear it time and again because it so true. It is what keeps me living with the gusto of people half my age.
When you respond from that place within, Angela you simply can’t lose. Your ability to see the blessing in your lose is a fabulous lesson for all.
Hi Rob,
Thank you. My father is definitely my inspiration. He kept telling me he wanted to see me do something with my intuitive abilities.
I can see how am so much like my father in my need for change and adventure.
Thanks so much for your support and kind words Rob.
Angela, thank you for sharing your Dad with us. What a lively spirit! He actually reminds me of my Dad in terms of how life continues to be an adventure.
I could totally understand that feeling of how wrong it feels that the rest of the world just continues on normally when someone you treasure has died. I haven’t lost either of my parents, but when Mom was having her life and death medical issues several years back, I’d stand at the window of her room and look out at the street below and be struck by how everything was continuing as normal even though my life was turned upside down.
There’s no one dream that keeps me moving forward but rather just that feeling that life is still an adventure. I guess I’ve got some of my Dad in me
Thanks again for writing this, Angela. It’s a gift to us and a wonderful tribute to your Dad.
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Hi Jean, I kept thinking of your father as I wrote the post and thinking that the two had much in common!
Thank you for understanding. We thought we might have lost my dad on 9/11. He worked 2 blocks from the towers and we had no communication all day. He arrived home after 8 that evening covered in grey dust from the debris. That was my first taste of what it might of been like to lose a parent. I’ll never forget it.
It’s good that you have some of your Dad in you. I know, I have that same need for adventure. We’re both lucky that way!
I’m so glad you enjoyed the post Jean. Thank you for your heartfelt comment too.
Hi Angela,
My sympathies to you and your family during this difficult anniversary. It’s hard to imagine that a year has already gone by without your Father. Mine passed away 20 years ago while I was in university and I can relate to your feelings of ““My father is gone! Don’t you see how the world is different now?”. People go about their daily lives while your life has profoundly changed forever. It does get better and you are very lucky to have such wonderful memories of your Father that you can share with so many.
That’s a nice way of putting it ‘He kept on going because inside he still dreamed of that trip with my brother – of one more adventure.” Sometimes that’s all it takes to keep going is to keep the dream alive.
Thanks,
Karen
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Hi Karen,
Thank you so much for that. It’s so kind of you. It didn’t feel real until today. I kind of kept expecting him to appear any minute, but I feel even sadder today than I have in a long time. I guess it’s the finality of it.
I remember when you wrote about losing your dad. You were so young, how sad you must have been.
Yes, I think my dad appeared to be much younger because he still had those dreams much as a younger man might have had. He wasn’t content to sit home in a rocking chair.
Thanks so much for your caring and sharing here Karen. It really means a lot to me.
Beautiful post, Ange. I really wish we could have taken that last trip.
Hi Steve,
I’m glad you thought so. I was crying the whole time I was writing…
I kept thinking of how much Dad wanted to take the last trip with you.
I wish he’d done it.
Thanks for the great message today! I sometimes wonder if I should keep on doing what I’m doing. Then I read something (your post) or hear something and know that I am following my dreams. What a wonderful man and how nice you were able to have a relationship later on. My husband’s father died about 7 years ago and he still misses him. The emotions will come on quite suddenly. His dad’s wisdom still means a lot to us after all these years.
Hi Betsy,
Yes, you should keep on doing what you’re doing! I’m still waiting to hear that great radio interview with you on NPR!
I know, I feel lucky I knew my father for a long time – much longer than many people have theirs.
I can understand how your husband must feel.
It’s true – one minute you’re fine and the next- your blue and tears are streaming from your eyes.
I still hear my dad when I’m doing yard work, “Put some elbow grease into it!” I laugh and it keeps me going even if I’m getting sore, or tired. I think of him at 81 years old climbing ladders and walking on the roof to check out the gutters! I figure if he did it at 81 – well then I certainly can do whatever it is I’m doing~!
Angela, I am truly sorry for your loss. How wonderful you had the opportunity to get to know each-other as adults, as people. I lost my father 6 years ago, he was sick for a few years but the thing that kept him going when the doctors thought it was the end – was his dreams. He got healthy enough to fly 8 hours to California for my sisters wedding, he got up enough stamina to fly to Florida to visit his sister, – we kept planning trips for him so he would feel there was something to live for. Although his body was deteriorating, his mind kept him living. In the end it was seeing his first grandchild, my niece, when we flew out to see him for the last time it was clear that seeing her was something he needed before he would pass on. Three days later, he passed.
It rocked my mind do indescribable depths. How often I’ve backed down from a dream – or stopped before I could fail. – too often – yet he ignored what the doctors said and pushed beyond his physical limitations into the impossible.
Your writing is a beautiful tribute to your father. I sincerely hope your conversations with him continue.
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Hi Aileen,
I’m so glad your father got to make all those trips, and how marvelous that he was able to see his grandchild. It’s just as you said, he needed to do to it before he passed.
I can imagine how you felt – it’s still so fresh in my mind. I too was reeling for months. I felt as if someone has spun me around 1000X and I couldn’t get my balance back.
I’m so glad you enjoyed this post. At first I thought it might be too personal for others to relate too, but I was compelled to write it anyway. Yes, I’m always talking to him – and I believe he does hear me!
Angela, my sympathy to you and your family…This is a wonderful tribute for your father, and such an inspiring post. I’ve got tears in my eyes – good tears…
Thank you for sharing, a big hug.
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Hi Cristina,
Oh, thank you so much! That is unbelievably sweet of you.
It’s my pleasure. I’ll take that hug! Thank you so much for your beautiful sentiments.
Losing a father is always a period of sorrow, and questioning. I never had that experience before, but I know if I did, I’d have the same urge you did: which is to shout out loud, and ask why everyone is living their lives normally as if the world is OK?
But we can never live again the past. It’s gone, and it can never be relieved. That thought really humbles me and urges me to live every present moment as fully as possible.
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Hi Henway,
It’s true we can’t live in the past. I know now that a year has passed I must move on with my life.
I’m so glad that you’re inspired to live in the present moment as fully as possible.
That is the best thing I can hear! Thank you!
Oh Angela, so sorry for your loss. How wonderful that your father left you such wonderful memories and life long lessons. I’m sure he is smiling right now! It’s great that you can aspire to be like your father and keep following your dreams. Do you dream about him?
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Hi Jenny,
Thank you so much. Yes, it is wonderful all the lessons my father taught me. I feel it’s a celebration of his life to remember all our bonding moments together.
I am definitely my father’s daughter – still dreaming and hoping of writing full time.
I do dream about him – not as often as I’d like though. I feel he does visit me through dreams. I also get other signs he’s around. On my birthday a post card advertising some plumber came addressed to my father at my address! He never lived here and I have different last name than his – so I feel it was “birthday card” from him sent in the only way he could get the message through to me.
Oh my goodness Angela, he’s sending you messages! Good thing you are intuitive!
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Hi Jenny,
Yes, I think it’s the only way he could say, “Happy Birthday.”
Angela,
As I read this beautiful tribute to your dad’s memory my eyes welled up with tears.
You were so blessed to have such an incredible father.
May you inspire many to follow their dreams as you did. I’m so proud of you, as I know your dad is too watching from the other side.
My love to you and your family
Hi Andrea,
So nice to chat with you here!
Oh, thanks so much. And thanks for all your support throughout the year too.
Thank you! Say hi to him from me.
Thanks so much I’ll pass your regards on to my mother. I know she’ll send her love back.
Andrea,
Thanks so much for bringing through my Dad yesterday. I really appreciated – and needed it too. I’m going to get a plumber in here like he advised. Thanks Dad!
Angela,
What a wonderful story about your dad. A few years before my dad had a stroke he decided he had “one trip left in him.” He invited his 7 duaghters to go on a cruise to Alaska. It was so much fun. The photo album he had became his most prized possesion. I hope I can be that way when I’m in my 80′s.
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Tess,
My father wanted to take our entire family back to Greece one last time too!
What wonderful memories you must have of your father and the trip you all took to Alaska.
Yes I truly hope I can be as full of vim and vigor when I am my father’s age too.
What a beautiful, toching story about your Dad. It brings tears to my eyes. And what a beautiful lesson. It’s difficult keeping our dreams alive when we are faced with difficulty. But I agree, focusing on them keeps you young and allows you dreams to come alive. Thanks for reminding me.
Hi Rosemarie,
Oh, thank you. I was pretty teary eyed while I wrote it, believe me. It is difficult to keep our dreams alive when we’re faced with difficulties that’s for sure. Sometimes we do have to set them aside while we face more practical matters too, but they shouldn’t be shelved permanently! Just until the boat stops rocking.
Thanks for sharing you Father and his dreams. That is a wonderful photo you have for memories.
Sounds like you had one special wise father. Something to treasure
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Hi Suzie,
You’re so welcome. I have so many wonderful photos of my Dad, but these two I just loved.
He was a treasure. Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting.
This was so moving! Thank you for sharing your memories and your father’s dreams and aspirations. It was beautiful to get to know him through you and learn a powerful life lesson this way.
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Hi Sandra,
I’m so glad you found the post moving. It’s my pleasure to share my Dad’s story here. I felt it was the least I could do for him for all he gave me throughout my life. His life story motivates me.
Sandra, thanks so much for the beautiful comment.
Angela,
A very touching tribute to your Dad; I’m sure he would be very proud to read this. And who know, maybe he has.
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Hi Baz,
Thanks so much for visiting. I’m so glad you liked the story about my father.
I sure do hope he read it!
Angela: I know it is so tough to lose someone close to us and I am sorry for your loss. I really loved this story and thought it was so special. We really do have to always keep dreaming and going after our dreams. I really appreciated the message of this post and your dad sounds like an amazing person. Thanks for sharing this story and the motivation to always dream.
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Hi Sibyl,
Thank you so much for your sympathies. I’m much better now that the actual anniversary date has passed.
I’m so happy you liked this story and thought it was special. I wasn’t sure if I should write it at first. I thought it might be too personal, but I felt like I had to do it for my father. Yes, you know you don’t ever realize how amazing a person is until they’re gone.
It’s my pleasure to share this with you – thanks so much for appreciating it Sibyl.
Hi Angela! I’m so sorry for your dad. I can relate, my dad passed away about seven years ago.
Beautiful away to end with a call to keep our dreams alive. Our imagination is a wonderful gift and dreaming is part of it.
The dream that moves me forward and keeps me alive is the foundation for kids that I’m creating. It’s a complicated dream but I believe that all I need to do is one step at a time. Therefore, that’s how I keep my dream alive, one step at a time.
Loving blessings!
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Hi Andrea,
I’m so sorry to hear that you lost your father too.
I’m glad you’re working on your vision for the foundation for the kids.
I think while it might be complicated to pull off, it’s going to bring a lot of help and joy into the world.
I’m so glad you’re keeping your dreams alive.
Hi Angela, I also cried reading this post. Although,my own dad died when I was five there was always an empty space where he should have been in our lives. Your dad looked like such a lovely man and I’m so very sad for your loss. When my mum died 7 years ago it shook our whole family to the core. I remember a few evenings after she died seeing some people going into a restaurant for a meal and thinking “I will never ever do such a normal thing again!” But as you’ve discovered a year on Angela it does get easier. A lot easier! Even though the world will never regain the exact same shape as when they were here, they are with us in a different way.
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Hi Rosemary,
I’m so happy to see your here.
I’m very sorry to hear that you’ve lost both your mother & father. I don’t look forward to that next shoe dropping in my life.
Yes, I can so relate to how you felt when going into that restaurant. It seems wrong – where are they? They should be with us!
And yes, it does get easier after a year too.
I know he’s with me…there are signs and other forms of communication, but one more hug would be a dream come true.
Thank you so much for visiting me here and commenting.
I truly feel your loss in your father’s death. My husband at 62 was following his dream of running – again. He began again at 58 and trained and trained. Eventually he won a marathon in his age group. He was running a 5K and collapsed with an aneurysm and was gone in half an hour. We were waiting for him at the finish line. But he died doing his dream. We had over 400 people at his funeral, some coming from England and New York. He had impressed so many by going back to his dream. People still talk about him 12 years later. The memories you have with your father will sustain you the rest of your life. Yes there is a hole in your heart as he was connected to your heart.
But I know my husband will be waiting for us at our finish line as will yours.
My heart is definitely with you and your family. Thank you so much for sharing your experience.
Kind Love
jean
Hi Jean,
What a tragic loss you suffered. My heart goes out to you. But, as you say he died doing something he’d dreamed of doing. Oh, I’m sure people still talk about it. What an inspiration he must be to you, and your family, and all who knew him and knew of him.
Absolutely, he is at the finish line now egging you on! Thank you for you support – my heart is full and overflowing from so many wonderful supportive people expressing their sympathies and well-wishes here.
Thank you so much for visiting and commenting and sharing your story of pain and inspiration here.
Brilliant quote in the intro. I think im going to steal that one..lol, if you don’t mind.
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I’m sure President Clinton won’t mind Jonathan.
I am sorry for your loss… It seems your father was a great man, I think it’s great to have the will and passion although you considered “old”… Each of us will get old, that’s life, however, this does not mean we should stop going for our desires… Whether we will make our dreams real is a choice, it is not related to age.
Hi Marko,
Thank you so much! Yes, he was a very special person. He taught me a lot, especially to keep on going despite obstacles and pain.
Yes, we should go after our desires no matter our age! Thank you so much for reading on commenting on this post that was written from my heart.
Hi Angela,
My first time here and I’m truly moved by your post. My relationship with my dad was always close but we’re having troubled times these days and your post moved me to tears. I think having dreams and cherishing them is an important part of who we are. One of my most cherished dreams is to have a happy, close-knit extended family and God willing, it will happen one day soon.
Thank you for sharing.
Warmly,
prerna
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Hi Prerna,
Welcome. It’s a pleasure meeting you. I’m so glad you found the post moving. I’m sorry to hear that you’re having troubled times with your father right now. I hope things get better in that regard.
I do hope you get your wish. I was able to say, “I love you,” to my father when I left the hospital the night before he died and knowing that he knew that, I have no regrets.
Thank you so much for visiting and contributing to the conversation here.
Angela, I really commend your spirit and character to share this personal loss and story. My heartfelt prayers go out to you for losing such a truly wonderful sounding man from your life. But….he lives on in you. In your dreams. In your adventures and journey through your life. I lost my Mum last year and it’s been a hard road of late but I’m still on that road and travelling forwards. As you are. Know that when it’s all dark and foggy your Dad’s love will steer your wheel and help point the way. And you will arrive and smile and know that all is as it should be. Many blessings on you on your road to somewhere.
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Hi John,
Thank you so much. I can see you are in the same place as I am with losing your mom last year too. My sincerest sympathies go out to you as well. Yes, you’re right he does live on in me. What a comforting thought to know that my dad’s love will help steer my wheel and point the way. Thank you so much for visiting and cheering me on with such wonderful words!
Angela,
What a beautiful tribute to your dad, to love, to dreams..
I feel as if you are speaking to me directly…In the last few years I have taken the steps to live the life of my dreams..living on my boat, life coaching and writing, loving fully, lots of time in nature..I embrace magic, I manifest magic..Yet, the past few weeks have contained some external circumstances that made me think (key word, think…should turn off my mind and allow my heart to lead!) that perhaps I should trade in my magical life for one more ordinary..
I read this article then, read it again today, as well as all of the comments..and I hear the message loud and clear..There have been many signs to allow my dreams to be even bolder..so I shall..this article touched my heart and inspired me to keep reaching..Thank you for sharing..
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Hi Joy,
I’m so glad you found this article so inspiring. I don’t want you to ever give up on your dreams – and yes go bolder!
It’s my pleasure to share with you Joy. It helps me to heal, and makes me feel 1000X better to know my dad’s message has helped you.
Beautiful story,
i lost my father the last year, since then it’s like a different life has begun. I always remember that my father even in his last moment already thinking and go for his dreams.
Thanks for sharing that story
Hi Loeki,
It’s so nice meeting you here. I’m so sorry to hear that you lost your father last year too. I completely understand how it feels like a different life has begun – I too feel the same way. I’m glad your father to never let go of his dreams. Thank you so much for visiting and commenting.
Angela,
What a wonderful way to express your love, respect and admiration for your father – he sure seemed like a neat man and, judging from the picture, a handsome man.
I have read your article a couple of times – it transported me to the morning my mother died. She fought a mighty battle for 6 months against metastatic breast cancer – with dignity, graciousness and immense strength – and life continued onward, whether I liked it or not. Anytime I saw people laughing, etc. I wanted to scream at them to stop it because my mother had died and, to this day, it is difficult to watch daughters with their mothers. Yes, there is a healing but, to be honest, even after all these years (she died 14 yrs ago at age 55)I can find myself pondering the way life, our family, went on … all the laughter she wasn’t a part of, grandchildren she never knew, anniversaries she missed, etc.
I was recently diagnosed with breast cancer and had a mastectomy which has had me thinking of her – of the more negative memories – reading your article, however, has had me reflecting on the pleasant memories with a smile stuck on my face. Thank you, Angela, for sharing a part of your story.
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Hi Peppy,
It’s a pleasure meeting you. Thank you so much for sharing the story of the loss of your mother. I’m so sorry. I understand. Even though it was 14 years ago – I’m sure it still feels like just yesterday. I’m also sorry to hear that you also had the same cancer as your mom. I do hope you’re doing well now and in remission. I also can sympathize with your feelings of wanting to scream when you saw other mother’s with their daughters. Please be well and come back let me know how your doing. Thank you so much for visiting and adding to the conversation.
It sounds like your father had such a full life…and chose for it to be that way. May the memory of how he lived comfort and inspire you and a huge thanks for letting us take a peek into how powerful dreams, and living them can be.
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Hi Emma,
Thank you so much. My dad did have a full life. He lived to be 82 and had a pretty good life.
I know all the wonderful moments we spent together will always be such a comfort to me.
Thanks so much for coming by and commenting Emma.
Angela,
Your father sounds like a wonder man, I can see your love and care for him. He will always be alive in your dream and heart!
You and Jean, both showed a wonderful tribute to your father and I can feel the closeness and vibes you both share with your father, which is great.
I love the quote your sister used to described your father! It is simply beautiful and heartfelt.
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Hi Preeti,
Yes, my dad was a special man and was beloved by many many people.
I think my dad is very much like Jean’s. Neither one of them would give up, or give in.
Yes, my sister said it beautifully, didn’t she?
I’m glad you enjoyed this so much Preeti!
“What dream could you not live without?” is certainly a question that wouldn’t make us rest if we’re headed in the wrong direction. Life is not just a matter of survival, but a matter of meaning, and without our dreams, such meaning fades away slowly, emptying our lives with everything that’s worth living for.
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Hi Joyce,
Absolutely! A live without dreams is just imprisonment waiting for our earthly sentence to end! The way out is to hitch your wagon to a star and be lifted above the conditions of life. Thanks so much for reading this post and commenting.