Loss of a Father
Danny, all I had to do was say his name and people's faces would light up, that's the kind of person my Dad was. He was the life of a party, I could not have asked for a more loving and caring Father. Unfortunately, my time with him was cut short when he died when I was only eight years old. Looking back on my life, the night my Dad got sick, the seven months he spent in the hospital, and his death, have all had a tremendous impact on the way that I live my life. I remember the night that started it all like it was yesterday. It was a couple of days after my brother's sixth birthday, and my whole family was sitting in the living room watching TV. As soon as a commercial came on I went into my room to try on new earrings that I had just received. Immediately after I get them in, my brother comes running into my room telling me that Dad is going to go to the hospital. I can remember brushing him off, something like this could never happen to me, I thought. Finally, just to be sure, I followed him into the living room where my Dad was laying in the sofa with an ice pack on his head and my neighbor was calling 911. I w
as in disbelief, and wanted to do everything that I could do to help so I went and waved down the ambulance. That was the last night that I talked to my Dad, the last time we would all sit down and watch TV as a family, like we had done every night before. As a result of the night my Dad went to the hospital, his seven months in a comma and his death, my whole life had changed. I don't see things as I saw them before, for instance, when ever I think that I have a problem or that my life is hard, I know that my dad is watching over me and that he will guide my on to the correct path. Furthermore, I have progressed in that I no longer feel that my Father was taken away from me, but that I have truly been blessed to of had a father that loved me more than life itself. What more could any little girl have asked for. For the next, and last seven months of my Dad's life, he was laying in a bed, lifeless, in a comma. We would go across the lake to visit him almost every day, and I can remember how happy he would get when he saw his kids. It scared me to see him lying there unable to talk, because my dad always had someth
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