With this year being the 20th since my father passed, a lot of memories and feelings have resurfaced. Twenty years later and I am still having issues processing the fact he is no longer with us. I know he is better off than having to deal with the liver and throat cancer that was ravaging his body there at the end. He was only 50...which I am only 5 years away from being myself. This past Sunday, I sat down and begin to write and this is what emerged. I know I am no song writer...but as I was listening to "Victim" by Avenged Sevenfold...the words just flowed out...
βOn The Day I Die"
On the day I die
Will I know I'm dead?
I see the faces of my family and friends
Looking down at me with with faces of sadness,
not ones of fear and despair
As they file by slowly at a solemn pace
Realizing life is a journey, not some kind of race
I see the faces of those of whom I care
Their countenance on full display
Just do one thing for me, before the lid is closed forever
Promise me
To live your life, and carry on with your dreams
Keep me in your heart and mind
Remember me as the one thing I strived to be as best I could...
A friend
Loyal to the end...to a fault at times
This is the beginning of a new journey
Not the end
I know not where it leads
Just keep my memory with you
And we will make this journey together
Friends until the end...
I lost my mom four yrs ago and my dad 3 yrs ago. It gets easier, but never goes away. In the evenings I get the feeling, "Oh, I haven't talked to them today." There are many joys in life but it is bitter/sweet, The hole left by those we love, who die, never goes away, we just step around it, instead of falling into it.
I understand...I was 24 when he passed...there is so much that I have accomplished that he wasn't there to see. My mother will be 70 in November and even though she takes good care of herself...I can see the signs starting to creep in. Just little things like having to repeat myself often when telling her something. Not sure if it me not speaking clearly or her hearing starting to go. She has worked at the same job for 50 years and she has no plans on retiring anytime soon. She told me the reason she has kept working instead of retiring is she is terrified of developing dementia...a lot of her friends who have retired have developed it. I thoroughly dread that day when she leaves this earth...I will be completely alone as I am certain my brother is about to sentenced to a 10 to 40 year term involving narcotics. Time will tell though. Stay strong brother...if you ever need to talk...do not hesitate.