An older gentleman was just in my office. I got up from my desk and walked out into the hall to greet him. He had on an old ball cap, a metal cane, a brown jacket. Gray hair and glasses. Breathing hard after walking in from his car. For just a fleeting millisecond I thought it was my dad. I was stunned. I blinked a few times to focus better and realized it wasn't him. It is 4 1/2 since he passed but and I still look for him. It still hurts.

As I have said in the past. The big events: Holidays, Anniversaries and Bdays (He would have been 80 last Oct.) you can prepare for them. Walking around the corner and seeing the man leaning on his cane caught me off guard.

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Wow....been there.
My Dad died 38 years ago. I still have dreams about him. I still miss him.
He was only 44 when he died, and sometimes i'll see an older gent that has similarities, and it makes me wonder what my Dad would have looked like if he was here now.
You never stop missing them. No matter how long they are gone.

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awww...i hear you both.
happens to me every now & again.
heart starts pounding, i start to flash my smile, & then poof - i remember he's gone.
:(

Couple weeks ago I felt lost an alone and just wanted to talk to mom. Grabbed my phone an when I about to look for her number, realized she won't answer.

It's a sobering painful feeling. I won't go to Sturgeon Bay for exactly what happened to you.

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I empathize with you all.. I can't imagine the pain and loneliness you must feel. That is my one only fear right now with my dad, as you know.

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Thinking of how this would effect you, I almost didn't post it today.

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how is papa formo doing? i remember those days like it was yesterday. hoping to hear good news, trying to be prepared to hear the bad, & the whole time praying that there would be some miracle that would keep him here. i hope so much that you & your papa get that miracle.

This fall, Dad started having chest pains.. shortness of breath, etc. Getting him to see a doctor is as difficult as it is for me.. anyway. He suffered a heart attack, has blockage, etc.

Hit me like a ton of bricks... stopped me in my tracks and I started to re-evaluate things for the second time in as many years.

I can't imagine the toll it takes upon you, so I empathize with anyone that has lost a parent or child.

I don't fear my own death.. not in the least, but I do fear the loss of loved ones.

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Exactly how I feel.

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Me too.

Stuff like this is so hard for me to talk about that I read everything everyone writes, then write something, then delete it, then write something again, then delete it, then give up. I must have had over a dozen replies to you all that never hit the Post button.

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