The link below was a post I came across on Facebook. It’s about a man who had lost his father and the after affects his loss left on him.
If you’ve lost your dad, speak up this Father’s Day
This past Friday I did my 3rd Inspire for Life Walk for Lung Cancer along with my hubby, our boys and our pup. It’s always nice to see the support of fellow individuals who’ve lost a loved one/ones to lung cancer or know people who are fighting the illness. At the same time, being there brings back some painful memories too. Memories that can never be erased and memories that you don’t want to replace because they are still part of the person you lost.
The year my dad was diagnosed with cancer was the year I got engaged. It was March 2011. We found out in February about my dad’s cancer so we wanted to plan quickly. As the months went, it became evident that my dream of my dad walking me down the aisle was going to stay a dream. With his declining health we made the decision to cancel our wedding social and just put all wedding plans on hold. It was a tough decision to make but I couldn’t be my happiest when the one I loved so dearly was suffering. In the end we made the right decision and put all our focus him.
Over a year later, Jake and I got married in the Dominican Republic surrounded by our loving families and close friends. It was one of the best weeks of our lives to date. The days leading up to our wedding day I didn’t know if I could handle not being walked down the aisle by my dad. It was the one thing I had always wanted. The thought of him not being there physically was hard to accept. On the day of our wedding, my eldest brother and my mom walked me down and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. It was still perfect. On my wedding bouquet I pinned a Mother Mary piece to it so that a part of my dad would be with me. It was one of the items left in one of his many boxes. We had his picture up at the main table. VIP view of the people he cherished; and as we walked down, I felt his presence. It was such a strong presence as if he was walking down with the three of us. It was an amazing feeling and all the sadness I felt began to dissipate. It was a beautiful sunny day on the beach that day and we were all smiles. They say that if it rains on your wedding day it’ll bring good luck. Soon after the ceremony was over, it began to lightly rain. It didn’t last very long as the sun peaked through the clouds but to this day I like to believe that that “good luck” was my dad.
It’s been almost five years and I still miss him everyday. I try to watch videos of him to hear his voice because I never want to forget it. My dad meant the world to me and I hope he knew that. Happy Father’s Day to all the wonderful dads out there. If you have parents still around show them that you appreciate them. Make an effort. I know every child/parent relationship has its trials but love should always triumph.
Thanks for reading ❤️