Dear Dad...

[Srbo]

Back in those dark times, times that will never be forgotten, no matter how hard I try…I didn`t worry, dad, that I couldn`t see you for weeks, sometimes even for months.
I knew that, no matter what is happening around you, you still had those same, carrying, deep green eyes…full of Love for all people.

It didn`t make me sad, father, that I could not give you a hug or feel your hand on my shoulder.
I knew that that hand was still strong, like long ago, back then when you were teaching me how to walk and your hand was holding me, watching out for me not to fall.

I didn`t worry that I could hear your voice sometimes only over radio contact…if even that…it still sounded warm and strong, giving me courage…and I knew that You were giving courage and hope to people around you just by talking to them, in that bright voice of yours…

I didn`t worry that your hair grew gray and in some spots even white when I saw that picture that that guy, whatever his name was, God bless him, gave me when he came over to our Stand…I knew that your soul was still young and beautiful, full of light…no matter how dark everything around you was…

I didn`t worry that many of your friends have gone to a better place and that you would be lonely…I knew that you would always find new ones, friends that would love you and you would love them…like back then, in the good old times…

I didn`t worry about you watching our world fall apart and that you were sometimes deep in thoughts…I knew that you would always search for someone who was more worried then you and that you would try to give him strength and courage to go on…

I didn`t worry, dad…because I always believed in you, I believed that the madness is going to end and that some day we would be sitting together again in front of our old house and that our laughter would be heard a few blocks down the street…I believed that we are going to live.

But…you didn`t live.
You died.
They took you away, they took those green eyes, that gentle smile, those carrying hands…they took you away and you never came back.

And what does worry me, daddy…is that I know that you were thinking of me when you died…and I didn`t know you were dying...and that I was not there for you to help you…that I could have done maybe more then just believe that we would be together again…

And that, daddy, will worry me for the rest of my life, even though I know it`s not my fault...or anybodys … the beast was awake for a long time back then and there was nothing we, people, could do about it…except hope that it will go back to sleep...

I just wish you could be here to see your granddaughter..if just for a second…

I don`t like Novembers, daddy…you died on a cold November day…and I will always worry…when November comes…

[Dana Jean]

You made me cry.

[JohnDalglish]

Hi,

Tears here, thankee for sharing that, Srbo.

(((((Srbo)))))))

Long days and pleasant nights

[bopropadop]

Srbo - that is very sad and beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I wish you well during this month and going forward.

[dejolane]

My dad died in 1995. He had only seen 3 of his grandkids (there are 5) And 2 great grandkids,which he will never know. But I know he is looking down from heaven and watching them. I miss him alot.

Debbie

[brownmouse]

So sad. You father sounds like he was a wonderful man, Srbo. He is at peace now and I know is watching his granddaughter with love from above.

[Dana]

((((Srbo))))

[Gwenivere]

((((Srbo))))
I feel the same way when July rolls around. August, Sept, Oct, etc..
You are far from alone and it’s not our fault.

[Sheila Carlyle]

Oh, sweetheart.

[hipmamajen]

Oh Srbo, I'm sending hugs.