Posted by Ezekiel 25:17 on September 02, 2001 at 01:02:33:
In Reply to: Re: Death and Religion (very long) posted by Aslan on August 31, 2001 at 01:55:43:
: It is ironic that you posted this topic when you did Ezek.
: August 30th, 1983 is the day my father died.
: I was 10, and the youngest of 5, the only girl, and apple of his eye.
: So marks 18 years of his passing. This month alone I have mourned him more than I think I imagined I ever would, due to external circumstances. I need his arms around me, the promise that everything will be okay. the unconditional love that a father can promise his daughter, especially if she can only harken back to the days where he took her to amusement parks, and carried her on his shoulders.
: Interesting timing. And very very personal.
: There's a void only a father can fill for a little girl, and in a lot of ways, ways I won't even admit to my best friend in the world, I can still retreat back into that place.
: I am still an adult, and I live my life as one, but when it comes to solace, or the smell of a BBQ, or seeing a father rake leaves as his children wreak havok, I can become 6, 7, 8, 9, or even 10 all over again.
: No Heaven? No chance to see him again? No chance to give him a bear hug and smell Old Spice ever again?
: Even if my faith didn't exist, I would probably tell you that there's no way.
I'm sorry if my post revived too many sad memories for you. Perhaps it was just an opportunity to step back and remember good times.
We all need our own private worlds to give us perspective and the strength to continue in the world today. Losing a loved one is never easy, and we all wish that we had used that time more wisely and that someday we might have another chance. The passing of time for a loved one, doesn't make the loss any more poignant.
If you truly believe that you'll see your father again, then I'm sure he is there waiting for you.
Perhaps in the end, there is nothing more than what we believe in, and who am I to disagree.
Post a Followup