slacker77
01-02-2008, 05:21 PM
The phone rings around 9 on sunday morning and my wife answers.She gets this look on her face.I know somethings wrong.She starts to tear up and turns
to me and says"I'm so sorry,but your father passed away."I don't really react
right away,I just stay there not knowing what to do or say.I need to backtrack a little.I didn't see my father for my first 10 years.So when I
finally did see him our relationship was very rocky.I saw him on and off again
over the years.My wife became with my son when I was 17,so I didn't
really talk to my father much,for I was about to be one myself.I finally
saw him again when I was about 24.I brought my son with me,too.I at least
wanted him to know his grandson and have a relationship with him.Something
I never really had.I know I came upon this when my son was 7,but I was
young and very resentful.They hit it off right away,which makes me smile.
Fast forward a couple years later,my little girl is born.The first time I see
this man holding her in his arms smiling and acting goofy was really something.
I know there are alot of grandparents that do this on a daily basis,but I
had never seen this side of my dad before.Thru tear blurred eyes,it's
memories like these that bring a smile to my face.One thing you need to
realize before I go on is, my kids are just about the last of my blood from my
dads side.All there is my aunt who is 48.My uncle who is 50.Then lastly there
is my grandmother.So it became important to me that they get to know
their family.Everything was going ok until one day me and my dad get into
it.Long story short,we both argue and go our seperate ways.I didn't call him
and vice versa.My wife says that I can be very stubborn sometimes.Well I am
my fathers son.That had been about a year ago to morning I got that phone
call.I never told him how sorry I was and how much I loved him.Nor will I get
the chance.I had told my wife prior that this is stupid. I should just pick up
the phone and call him,but I never did.Now I'm left with all this guilt along
with a hurricane of emotions.Oh yeah,the phone call.That was my mother in
law who had called.She said that she saw my dads picture in the obituaries.
nobody called to let me know what was going on.So I had to say my goodbye at the funeral home.That sunday morning I called my grandmothers house several times trying to figure what had happend.Finally my aunt answers the
phone.I ask her what happened.She tells me that I have some nerve calling
now after a year of nothing.That I should be ashamed of myself.OK,all I want
to know is how did he pass.There's silence for a moment.She tells,"look we're
going thru a very hard time right now,He died ok!You're going thru a very
hard time right now?!?Try looking at your kids sleeping peacefully and trying
to think of the right words to say to them.So needless to say I'm the outcast.
Which is something I have gotten pretty used to over the years.All I can do
now is reflect on what little time we had together,and be appreciative of that.
One thing I promised myself is that I will never let my kids have the kind
of relationship my father and I had.That's one of many things I can take from
this.I'm still with the same woman.I have two great kids.I Have a son who can make laugh harder than anyone I know.I also have a daughter who can bring me to tears from just a smile.From the darkest to the brightest of days ,I have been there every step of the way.I love my family more than words can
ever say.I will do my best to make sure that they will never know the pain I have known.Sorry to make thread about this,but like I said...I just need to vent.
to me and says"I'm so sorry,but your father passed away."I don't really react
right away,I just stay there not knowing what to do or say.I need to backtrack a little.I didn't see my father for my first 10 years.So when I
finally did see him our relationship was very rocky.I saw him on and off again
over the years.My wife became with my son when I was 17,so I didn't
really talk to my father much,for I was about to be one myself.I finally
saw him again when I was about 24.I brought my son with me,too.I at least
wanted him to know his grandson and have a relationship with him.Something
I never really had.I know I came upon this when my son was 7,but I was
young and very resentful.They hit it off right away,which makes me smile.
Fast forward a couple years later,my little girl is born.The first time I see
this man holding her in his arms smiling and acting goofy was really something.
I know there are alot of grandparents that do this on a daily basis,but I
had never seen this side of my dad before.Thru tear blurred eyes,it's
memories like these that bring a smile to my face.One thing you need to
realize before I go on is, my kids are just about the last of my blood from my
dads side.All there is my aunt who is 48.My uncle who is 50.Then lastly there
is my grandmother.So it became important to me that they get to know
their family.Everything was going ok until one day me and my dad get into
it.Long story short,we both argue and go our seperate ways.I didn't call him
and vice versa.My wife says that I can be very stubborn sometimes.Well I am
my fathers son.That had been about a year ago to morning I got that phone
call.I never told him how sorry I was and how much I loved him.Nor will I get
the chance.I had told my wife prior that this is stupid. I should just pick up
the phone and call him,but I never did.Now I'm left with all this guilt along
with a hurricane of emotions.Oh yeah,the phone call.That was my mother in
law who had called.She said that she saw my dads picture in the obituaries.
nobody called to let me know what was going on.So I had to say my goodbye at the funeral home.That sunday morning I called my grandmothers house several times trying to figure what had happend.Finally my aunt answers the
phone.I ask her what happened.She tells me that I have some nerve calling
now after a year of nothing.That I should be ashamed of myself.OK,all I want
to know is how did he pass.There's silence for a moment.She tells,"look we're
going thru a very hard time right now,He died ok!You're going thru a very
hard time right now?!?Try looking at your kids sleeping peacefully and trying
to think of the right words to say to them.So needless to say I'm the outcast.
Which is something I have gotten pretty used to over the years.All I can do
now is reflect on what little time we had together,and be appreciative of that.
One thing I promised myself is that I will never let my kids have the kind
of relationship my father and I had.That's one of many things I can take from
this.I'm still with the same woman.I have two great kids.I Have a son who can make laugh harder than anyone I know.I also have a daughter who can bring me to tears from just a smile.From the darkest to the brightest of days ,I have been there every step of the way.I love my family more than words can
ever say.I will do my best to make sure that they will never know the pain I have known.Sorry to make thread about this,but like I said...I just need to vent.