The day my dads big heart stopped working

by Stefan
(Ireland, Wicklow )

My father xxxx

My father xxxx

Tuesday the 3rd of July 2012 started like any other for me, I paid my rent, went shopping, met up with a few friends for a late lunch, I was really looking forward to it as I hadn't seen my friends in a while... During lunch I got a phone call from my mother but didn't get to it in time and as I was eating I said to myself I will phone her back, so ten minutes later I called my mother while waiting on coffee and she had said that my Dad had a bit of a turn and I needed to get to the shop that he owned, I asked was he okay and she said "yes just get here" I knew from past that my dad had a weak heart and thought that he was going to be taken to hospital, I jumped out of my seat and explained to my friends that I had to go that my dad was sick and I needed to be there with him... One of my friends came with me while I drive to the shop and as I neared the shop I could see a crowd of people and an ambulance, I pulled my cabin and hopped out and ran, I got to the ambulance near the crowd and told them to let me in to my dad, they couldn't look at me and I kept asking where he was yet still nobody could look at me, I then turned to face the side entrance to the shop and seen my father covered in a white sheet and I fell down crying, the pain I felt was unreal he had died locking up the shop to go home.... nearly 4 months on I still miss him like crazy and get so emotional, I miss him so much he was the best dad anyone could ask for and I love him so much

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Oct 25, 2012
Thanks
by: Stefan

Thank you for your lovely comment, it is very hard and the pain is still here and I am also very sorry for your loss and I hope you have a good support network around you, take your time and grieve in your own time and don't think that you have to please everyone, it's okay not to be okay. Love and light to you

Oct 25, 2012
I hear you
by: Rania

My father Mo, died on 9/15/12 of also a weak heart. Every part of your story hit home. My father has been gone now about 39 days and I feel as if I am going to die of the pain in my heart. I wish you strength and I wish the same for me. Nothing will ever be the same again. I am very lucky to have had a dad like mine for 38 years. My prayers go out to you.

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