Jun 16, 2011 22:38
My dad died too, exactly four years after my mom.
I didnt see it coming this time. I saw him the weekend before and we had lunch... it had been a long time since I had seen him before that. We were finally at a peaceful place in our relationship. He showed me a picture of him and I together from when I was a baby that he had put up on his wall... and he told me that he always thought I was strong and smart and that he was proud of me for how independent I am. As I got in my car to leave, I watched him standing in the driveway and he waved at me until I was out of sight. If only I would have known... that it was last time I would ever look into his eyes and see him smile. I would have said more and asked him more... but you always wish that when it's too late.