My Hero, My Dad
by Shirra Herron
(Houston, TX USA)
My dad the Marine
My father and I were very close. We talked everyday on the phone. He was a Vietnam Veteran Marine and I was and am so proud of him. I went to see him recently and noticed his right leg was staggering when he walked. I begged him to go to the doctor, but he said it was just his blood pressure medication. The next day he fell and was taken to the ER. He was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer of the brain, lungs, and pelvis. Being a nurse, I knew his prognosis was not good. My dad told me over and over that he did not want to die.
He died 4 weeks after his diagnosis. I am still devastated. He died April 9, 2014. I was holding his hand when he took his last two breaths. I have 5 sisters and felt the need to comfort them and be strong since I am the oldest. My father was only 65. I feel anger and sadness that he is gone. I can't turn his cellphone off because I call it just to hear his voice.
My mother left me when I was 3 months old and came back when I was 10. So, my father was mom and dad to me. It feels as though I lost both parents in April. I have 6 boys and can't show my grief in front of them, as they are having a hard time loosing their "Papa". I feel a deep void in my heart and don't know how to deal with my father's death. My sister's seem to be handling it fine, but they were not as close as dad and I. Anyone have any advice?