Losing Someone Important

We will all lose someone important in our lives: a mother, a father, a brother, a sister, a dear friend. We will all deal with that grief in a different way with each person that passes.  In our lifetimes, we all will lose a very important person. But allow me to give one piece of advice: please try to process this death by sharing with others. Talk about it and talk about it often. I have found that this is one of the most helpful ways that will allow you to heal. Talking and sharing.

I lost someone very important to me, my true love, my best friend, my soul mate, Paul. I cannot and I never will begin to imagine the loss that his daughters are experiencing.  At their ages, the loss is incomprehensible to me.  I lost my Dad when I was 50. If my Dad had left this planet when I was their age, I have no idea where I would be now.

So, this is an open letter to his girls, his daughters. You girls may or may not read this, but here goes:

Your father loved you like no other man I know loved his kids. That is one of the reasons I fell in love with him: because he had a true devotion for his daughters. You girls may not know this yet, but the mark of a good man is how he loves his children. A man’s children always come first, no exceptions. A woman that comes along afterwards is second and deservedly so. I admired him for how he spoke of you both and the beautiful tears of joy he would shed when he talked about you.

Your father was so very proud of the both of you. Proud of your accomplishments. Proud of your mishaps because you learned from them and shared that with him. Proud of your hopes, your dreams, your aspirations. If you only could have seen the look on his face every time the phone rang and it was you. If only you could have seen the look on his face when you sent a text. Unconditional love at the very core. Oh how I loved to see his face beam with joy!

Your father spoke about you and even told strangers about his daughters. Seriously. I watched him smile broadly as he introduced himself to a new neighbor and somehow manage to insert into the conversation that he had two great daughters. The neighbors knew about you before you ever came over to the new house.

I hope that you are talking and sharing your grief with your family and friends. Your father wanted your hopes and your dreams to be your reality and your future. He wanted you to seek your dreams, no matter what the path would be that you took. He wanted you to GO FOR IT.

I sure hope you girls are going to do just that.

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