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My dad passed in 2013 at the age of 62. He was almost 63 and one month before my daughter was born. He had two heart attacks at ages 47 and 49 and one stroke at the age of 53. To tell you the truth he had been in decline for so long that I was sort of numb to his death. We didn't expect him to live to see 50. Every now and then it hits me and I get emotional (like typing this now) but we speak fondly about him and are rarely sad about it. The thing about it is when I reached 47 I started to be concerned like I am destined to follow in his footsteps and have a heart attack too. I live a much healthier lifestyle but there's always that lingering concern. I really would love to see my grandkids and provide for them in a way that my children missed out on.
My parents are still alive but are in their 80’s now. I’ll definitely be sad when they pass but feel like they’ve had a pretty good life so I guess I’ve mentally prepared myself for their passing.
My parents are still very much aive and kicking, so are those of my wife. I am however very much aware that they are now at an age where that could all change in an instant. I can only imagine that losing a parent must be one of the toughest things... They represent your history, your failsafe and when they're gone it's all so very clear that you're next.
Pardon my spelling here, I don't have my glasses on.
First of all, I hope you can get through this with peace and strength, but ultimately my wishes are futile. But still hopefull.
My Dad pursued another ten years of life by getting his stints in his heart valves repalced, I told him not to, but he did and he got his wish. Regrettably. The anesthesiologist screwed up and cut off oxygen to his brain during hte surgery and he had multiple strokes. He was abused through negligence for another year through the state health system until I raised my voice and got him into physio. He spent the next 11 years not being able to function and drifted into dementia.
How did I cope with it? We were not close. And after 10 years it was a relief. But I still miss him.
My advice, spend as much time as you can ansd ask him as much about his past as possible. Become a research student of his life.
Too young. I share your experience pretty much 100%
This is great advice.
Yeah it is. I tried that and went on a citytrip with my dad last year. Lets just say our family aren't the best talkers. We had a nice couple of days, but we came no closer.
I often wonder, if he should pass away tomorrow, what would I even say on his funeral? He's always been there for me, but I don't feel llike I really know him.