My Poppy

by Marie
(New Hampshire)

One year ago this month, I got a phone call...It is bladder cancer. Those words brought me to my knees. Yes, I said I know... hes 87 years old, he is not gone yet. We have time. My head was spinning how could I live without my Poppy. He said.. I don't want to fight it, It is my time, I will live out my life doing the things I want. A Grand daughter's wedding in May. He and I flew out to North Carolina, had so many special memories. Another Grandson's wedding in July, he is still here more memories. Another Grand daughters wedding in Sept. The announcement of another Great grand child, and wait "It's a BOY" the name is sure to go on. Can we make it til Thanksgiving? Yes we do, everyone is together. Maybe just maybe we will make Christmas.. The day before christmas eve he breaks his leg.. Cancer has struck, its now in his bones. We all visit him in the hospital, then Nursing home. He asks..."What will happen when I can no longer get out of bed?" I tell him "No worries Poppy, I will take care of you". I keep saying "Please lets get him home"... one last outing he gets to see his grand daughters new home. He tries to stand but falls back into the wheel chair. But tears of joy as he sees his grand daughter with her new husband in their new house. Finally, we take him home, maybe he will walk again.. but alas it is not to be... Hospice.. and me...I tell him no worries Poppy I will take care of you. He died this past Sunday, A beautiful Sunday morning, his family he loved so dearly close by. And I, his daughter helped him... right til the very last breath. I will Love you Poppy, Always and Forever. And now I must learn to live without him.

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Mar 14, 2014
My Poppy
by: Doreen UK

Marie I am sorry for your loss of your father. It doesn't matter how old our parents are we still mourn their passing and want them to live on. My father is 92yrs and living in a care home and I dread the day I lose him. I just lost my husband of 44yrs. to cancer 22 months ago and it doesn't get easy. Only way to cope is ONE DAY AT A TIME. There is a certain age when we do cope better when we lose a love one if they are of an age when death is expected. But the pain is still great. My mother died 11yrs. ago at age 77yrs. and I somehow accepted it more because of her age. But my husband was 65yrs. and lost his joy of retirement. THIS HURTS. It is all the family occasions that our loved one also misses out on that hurts every time an occasion comes up. Life is full of grief as we keep losing loved one's, we just get a little stronger with time.

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