FanStory.com - Fatherly Strollby PoemsOfDD

It’s me again. Sorry to bother you. I guess you’ve been listening to my confused confessions of overwhelming defeat in repairing my dad. I failed. Too many issues to fix. But you already knew this before me. Of course you did. I was oblivious and in denial. And then the day finally came. It was time for my dad to never again walk with me on this earth. I miss him daily. He’s with you now. I know it’s too late to question, but was I right in trying to fix him with all the doctor's appointments? Did I make things worse for his body? No one saw the stroke coming.

It seems everything has fallen apart since he left. The family shrunk to an odd number, with a spare seat at the dinner table. My lingerings with you is all I can muster to share myself, my thoughts, my tears.

Everything is too much. The housework, cooking and such. My comfy shoes - they too were beat. From sitting on a shelf - exposed to dust and heat. When I finally wore them out, they soon fell off my feet. Literally. In grief, no doubt.

God, I’ve lost my father, my shoes and now myself. Please help me learn to accept change when it comes. Nothing held dear can last forever. I’m quietly shouldering this. And through it all, time has held my hand.

I just wanted to say thank you, God, for your unseeable comfort, compassion and for listening to my many mournful mumblings.