Three years on, yet everyday it pop’s into my mind countless times
When I walk into Dunnes |When I walk around town |When I wake up or go to sleep | When I went to watch my brothers soccer game | When I eat certain dinners | When I kick a football | When I listen to music | When I say Oiche Mhaith | When I go for a walk | When I meet my Granddad | When I see my nephews smiling | When I do something new in my life | When I think back on Connected | When I hear great news | When I see my friends parents |
Everything reminds me of my father who passed away from Suicide in 2012, & the fact that he is never coming back.
It hurts me. Much more than any Chronic back pain, than anything else that has ever caused me hurt & pain, but I do hope that he & my mom are at peace.
This is one of those situation’s where I have to think of the positives of all those reminders of my dad. When I hear a song he loved? I smile at the image I have of him singing along. When I hear my nephews laughing? I think of how happy and proud he would be of the family. When I look for advice? I think of what I know he would tell me. That way, it makes me feel like he is still around. That’s comforting. It’s the best way I believe one can look at thing’s one cannot change.
That’s the way I have been looking at this situation for the past 2 years.
It’s helped me appreciate all the amazing thing’s have happened to me since his passing, I’m happy I can see the positives. It’s just he is not here to hear about them. I still feel he gives me strength, and for that I am grateful.
He thought me many things about life, yet without him I’ve learned even more.