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Thoughts on losing my Father

Life and Loss

UPDATE: 25 January 2023

Today it’s 5 years since we lost Dad, and so much has happened in those years.

Although he may no longer be with us, he’s in our thoughts and in us – his adventurous spirit, sense of humour, his thinking processes, intelligence, stories, his own brand of fun, personality, good looks, and ultimately his love ❤️ So many memories to look back on, both happy and sad.

January 2018

You may, (or may not), have noticed that I’ve been missing in action in the blogosphere recently.

I haven’t blogged, I haven’t read many blogs, I haven’t commented or interacted, I haven’t shared or participated in any group threads and you know what, I make no apologies for my absence.

Sometimes life, or in this case, death, happens and it rocks your world off its regular axis.

You see my beloved father passed away last week, on Thursday 25 January 2018. He was 79 years old, a husband, a father, a grandfather, great grandfather, brother, uncle, cousin, son…and he had a great life that was over far too soon.

We’d been called to Dad’s bedside over a week earlier, as he was gravely ill. Dad has suffered from Parkinson’s Disease since 2009 and had been in an Aged Care facility for almost 18 months. Palliative care meant that we sat with Dad, we made him comfortable, played his favourite music, held his hand and talked to him – in between just ‘being’ with him.  Sometimes I couldn’t physically talk so I went into my memories and talked to him there.

Holding hands with my father

We reminisced, we shared our favourite stories and we thought our own thoughts,  while we watched and waited.

The staff were amazing, so caring and thoughtful.  Meals, cups of tea, cake, a kind word, a welcome hug, a shoulder to cry on – nothing was too much trouble.

1960 with dad
1960 with dad

Sucked into a vacuum of exhaustion

It feels like you’re sucked into a void, a vacuum of exhaustion, a constant loop of memories and thoughts swirling around in your head.

You appreciate any distraction but can’t concentrate for too long on a task.  The tennis (or cricket) on TV has been a lifesaver as you can mindlessly lose yourself in the backwards and forwards action of a coloured ball being whacked unmercifully around a court.

You talk, you interact, you plan, you think, you remember, you somehow function and you grieve while doing all these things.

Every day for over a week we visited Dad, taking it in turns to be with him.  My sister even stayed with him one night and my brother made early morning visits telling dad of the great surf he’d had, the pod of dolphins that swam nearby, the beach conditions, the sunrise…

Throughout it all Dad was peaceful, calm and painfree – as Mum said, it was us who were feeling the pain.

On the day he left us I went for a bike ride with my husband and nephew, along the beaches of Dad’s youth.  We visited his old surf life saving club and pictured him competing in his early days, he was a champion surf lifesaver and swimmer. He was a hero to his brother and sisters and he taught us to swim, surf and enjoy the water. It was a glorious summer’s day and we enjoyed feeling the warm sunshine on our shoulders, the wind in our hair and the visions of Dad on these same beaches.

Later that afternoon he passed away. Point Danger was a favourite haunt of Dad’s so it made sense to gather together, to watch the sunset, and to say our farewells.

Sunset at Point Danger
Riding along the beach
Greenmount Surf Life Saving Club
Wordless Wednesday morning walk at the beach

Life will never be the same again: I have lost my father.

Any man can be a father but it takes someone special to be a dad. 

Anne Geddes

He was a very special man, gentle, softly spoken, kind, thoughtful, caring, adventurous, talented, clever and witty. Above all else he was a fun person to be around who will be sorely missed by all who knew him.

I wrote this post just last year about the Layers of Life and I am reminded again of the fragility of life.

Some of the faces of Dad

He helped make me the person I am today and for that I am forever grateful.

Love is stronger than death even though we can’t stop death from happening. But no matter how hard death tries it can’t separate people from love.  It can’t take away our memories either.  In the end, life is stronger than death. 

Anonymous

I will return to blogging eventually as it is something I enjoy.  I have been overwhelmed with the kind thoughts, the messages, the heartfelt condolences and the love of family and friends. Thank you one and all for your sympathy. We are taking good care of each other.

Family portrait from 1977

Rest in Peace Dad. (March 1938- January 2018)

Deb xx

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119 Replies to “Thoughts on losing my Father”

  1. Sucked into a vacuum is the perfect description. It’s a strange world where you start grieving before the actual loss, while still grateful for the time left. Lovely words on that pain that never quite goes away but can also be an intangible comfort at the same time.

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    1. Thanks Sammie, I can imagine your mum’s death is hitting you hard at various stages. You never stop thinking of them but you can’t simply ring them up and have a chat about what’s going on, it’s hard!

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  3. Hi Deb – I think deep grief is associated with deep love. I always have such envy for people who had caring supportive fathers – mine was never that. He passed away about 6 years ago and no tears were shed, and no anniversary is commemorated. So your dad was special indeed for you to still remember with love five years after his passing. x

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    1. Thanks Leanne, i think you’re right it signifies a deep love and i know I’m lucky to have had my father. He wasn’t perfect but he was a good man and loved us all. I’m sorry your father wasn’t like that 😦

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  4. Hi Deb what a beautiful tribute to your Dad and although time passes they will always be in our hearts. This year my Dad would have been gone for 42 years – a month before Rachel was born. Time has flown and it really is almost a lifetime ago but there are still many memories and moments where he is in my thoughts. Thinking you, your Mum and family today. xx #WWandP

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  5. Lots of love and hugs to you Deb. You’re in my thoughts today. As you know, we lost our Dad’s very close to each other. My Dad passed away at 1:15am on 2 December 2017 – not long before your Dad who passed just over a month later on 25 January 2018. It’s been 5 years for us too. For Mum, the pain of grief gets worse with each passing year. I’ve been witness to her tears many times and it’s heartbreaking. For me, I have learned to live with the grief, but I have my moments where a bolt of intense pain hits me out of the blue and there are tears. As the saying goes, the price of love is grief and I am very grateful (as I’m sure you are) to have had the Dad I had and to have loved him, so I will endure the grief. Take care of yourself. xo

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    1. Many thanks Min, I always remember that we lost our fathers close together and share a common grief. I’m sorry to hear you mum’s pain of grief is increasing, my mum seems to be OK but tends to bottle things up a bit. Yes the price of love is indeed grief and I’m extremely grateful to have had my father for so long and that he was the best father he could be. Take care and thanks for your kind thoughts xx

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  16. Deb my heartfelt condolences. Having walked this path with my own Dad and Father in law it brings memories flooding back. Such a gift for your Dad and for you to have those days together as heart wrenching as they were. Sending huge hugs across the miles.
    Sue xoxo

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  18. That was a beautiful tribute to your dad and the pain of parting is deep, yet you have much that can never be taken from you. Beautiful, beautiful memories. How is your mum doing?
    Love and kind regards
    Kathleen

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    1. Thank you Kathleen for your kind words and ongoing support. Mum is going ok, she has friends looking out for her and is coping ok so far. It will be a long road for us all but we have lovely memories of dad.

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  24. So sorry to hear about your loss, Deb. Having recently lost my wonderful stepfather, I feel for your pain. I was in New Hampshire helping my mom for two weeks this month after he passed away and it really is surreal. Like we’re in a vacuum, as you say. Sounds like your father was a lovely man. My condolences to you and your family.

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    1. Hi Carrie, thanks for your kind words. I’m sorry to hear you’ve been through this recently too. It’s hard to continue with a normal life at this time and I wonder when I’ll be out of the vacuum, maybe once I return home it will be different. Thanks again. X

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  30. I’m so sorry Deb. I know the pain of losing a father after an illness. It is so comforting to have your family around you during this time. Hugs and prayers for you Deb. I’ll be thinking about you.

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