I lost my Dadda 2 years ago almost to the day that I had my first bub. A beautiful amazing boy.
I also got married 5 months earlier.
Losing my dad was the hardest thing- it was so sudden, at only 59- he was the apple of my eye. So getting married was super tough as I had planned over the years all these awesome things that I knew dad loved- so suffice it to say my wedding was totally different as it just wouldn’t have been the same without his joy and woohoo say those things.
Thankfully what a blessing it was that my son was due the day he passed, 2 years on. He was born the following day BUT that day is still forever changed as now I remember a different pain- the pain of a 36 hour labour!
The hardest thing about losing him now is that he’s not here to experience the joys of me being a new mum. I know it’s the selfish thing of me because it’s ME who wants him here, ME who wants to hear his laughter at my son, to hear him say he’s proud of me.its ME who doesn’t want to miss out on seeing him with my boy.
But the truth of the matter is he has seen my son and knows him already. He’s held him and walked and talked with him in heaven, he knew I was having a baby before I did, was there at my wedding with the best view, and brought my son to me the day he was born. And he watches everything with the best view.
I still wish heaven had telephones though.
Posted by CattS022, 9th July 2014
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