Oft repeated and heard right from childhood by many. And he realised the same now. That you never realise the importance of something till the moment you lose it.
It’s been 3 months since father passed away. And it’s taken 3 months for it to sink in that he’s gone. And this very realisation has left a gaping hole in life, kind of a vaccuum. Father had been everything - a shoulder to weep on during days of despair, a companion to celebrate success, rejoicing in each other’s company on weekends having a drink together…………just don’t remember a day when father was not there. And now….father’s gone and the painful realisation—–after 3 months. It’s only now that its begun to sink in. And man…what to say. At times can smell his presence. At times can hear him calling out. There’s been no day spent without his thoughts. Somehow feel his presence at home, but know as well that he’s gone….never ever to come back….My Father.
I’ve been several times at the keyboard, since my father passed away. In the last 3 months, I have indulged in all sorts of household chores just to forget - and its only now that I feel like writing about it. There were no secrets between us, me and my dad. I knew him just too well, maybe even better than he himself could imagine.
After the last rites were performed, I was never alone - which was good in a way, but was bad in a way. It’s when all of them my relatives left… that I really faced the old man again, and came to an understanding within myself about things.
Maybe the old man was simply around when I needed him, and he left when he thought I didn’t need him anymore, or maybe that I could manage things on my own. Confidence, my father did have in me… and he did tell me….. in not so many words though….but it was said and understood.
In the end… he’s gone. The depth of that absence will be felt for the rest of my life, need not be in terms of mourning, since time is a cure in itself.
Father, I am happy that I did tell you before you left that you’ve been a wonderful father to me and that you have done everything that a son would expect from his father. And frankly I am scared if I would be as successful in bringing up my son the way you have.
Miss you father.
Great tribute and I can empathise with you. I lost my dad a year and a half ago and I still miss him.
Really a heart touching blog…..”Father” is above all the living beings in earth…Equal to mom..But many a times, we sideline him and give more importance to only mom….very few have realized his silent pain during the times of duress,during the time of family strains and stride…..Love you dad….love u like mom…and nothing less than her…..
Its been so long that I am reading something from the blogs. i couldnt have a better Restart. What al u have wrtitten is so heart-touching and beautiful.Even though the words are not too many , but what is expressed is endless. If your respected father could see this , he would be more than elated to know that his son understands his love well.