I dread when this day will come for me. rip
Very sorry to hear. I haven't been through that, but I know when I do experience it I will be devastated. Stay strong.
Early last month he was pulling a stock trailer back through a neighboring state, he had brought some cattle to a friend to get the guy started ranching. It was nighttime and a couple of drunken idiots tried to pass and sent him off the road. He died at the scene.
I was planning to move back there last spring - I had worked an agreement to sell my part of my practice and I was in escrow on the ranch next to my dad's place. There were title issues on the place I was buying so I got frustrated and withdrew, even though my family was telling me to stick with it. I can't help but think something might have been different if I'd just stuck it out, I'm absolutely devastated.
My dad - even in his 60's - was the strongest, toughest, hardest-working man you'd ever meet. And while he was all those things, he still managed to be the kindest, happiest, most patient man you'd ever meet.
Rest in peace, Dad, you were one of a kind and the world is darker without you. Love, Jack.
Feeling like you could have done something different is all part of the grieving process. As much as our choices hold power we are not Gods and do not control time nor fate.
I can't promise you everything is going to be alright eventually but this is a moment that will change you drastically forever. How it does so will be down to how you internalize this. It has been just over 3 years since my Father has passed and I feel like I'm just now starting to pull back the clouds.
Judging from how you described him, he would never want you to feel this way and he certainly does live on within you with the way you feel about. His Father lived on through him and now your Father will live on through you.
We honor our parents by living our lives in accordance with the love and compassion they showed us.
Early last month he was pulling a stock trailer back through a neighboring state, he had brought some cattle to a friend to get the guy started ranching. It was nighttime and a couple of drunken idiots tried to pass and sent him off the road. He died at the scene.
I was planning to move back there last spring - I had worked an agreement to sell my part of my practice and I was in escrow on the ranch next to my dad's place. There were title issues on the place I was buying so I got frustrated and withdrew, even though my family was telling me to stick with it. I can't help but think something might have been different if I'd just stuck it out, I'm absolutely devastated.
My dad - even in his 60's - was the strongest, toughest, hardest-working man you'd ever meet. And while he was all those things, he still managed to be the kindest, happiest, most patient man you'd ever meet.
Rest in peace, Dad, you were one of a kind and the world is darker without you. Love, Jack.