During the time when my father passed away from illness, I always wanted to write something for my father, but there were too many things I wanted to say, and I didn’t know where to start. I can only write down my endless thoughts about you to commemorate your nurturing love for your children. Dad, I miss you.
Today is 47 days since my father passed away. I just returned to my hometown the day before yesterday to visit the sixth grave. Every time I visit the grave, I bring a lot of paper money and offerings, and at the same time I have a heavy heart. Seeing the wreaths covering the tomb house, my heart ached, and tears of longing flowed in my heart again.
April 21, 2016 on the Gregorian calendar, was an unforgettable day in my life. That day my father passed away, leaving us forever with his infinite attachment to his children.
My father passed away very suddenly. From the time he got sick to the time he passed away, he left without leaving a single word. I will never forget that scene. On the night of November 29, 2015, I called home to greet my grandson. On November 30, I felt dizzy and fell to the ground while washing my face in the company dormitory around 8 o'clock in the morning. I was then discovered. An hour later, I was sent to Zichuan District Hospital in Zibo City, Shandong Province for examination. The doctor diagnosed cerebral hemorrhage . Through MRI, the doctor said that only one-fifth of the head was not bleeding, and the total bleeding volume reached more than 100 ml. The doctor recommended We discussed craniotomy on the right side of the brain and drainage of the left side of the brain. At that time, my father was out of town and we were all at home. The situation was urgent. The doctor confirmed by calling me that he had performed the operation on my father. The operation was considered life-saving, but he could not breathe on his own and relied on a ventilator to breathe. After we arrived six hours later, we had completed the operation and was lying in the intensive care unit. After the operation, the right side of the body was conscious and the right leg could move. The consciousness on the left side was very weak. The fever started to peak on the second day after the operation. It reached 40 degrees, and the ice blanket under the body was filled with frozen mineral water under the arm. The fever continued for about ten days. At the same time, the lungs were infected with tracheotomy, gastric bleeding, and stress ulcers. Unfortunately, my father encountered all postoperative complications. After the fever subsided, his right leg that could still move could no longer move. The only thing that proved that he was still alive was the sound from the ventilator. The doctor said that the best result would be a vegetative state after ten days. What followed was strong financial pressure. In the past month, we spent more than 200,000 yuan and waited for ten days after ten days. During this period, my mother, sister, and I took care of my father, turning over and patting him on the back every two hours, regardless of day or night. My mother also had health problems for a long time, so I decided to transfer my father to our county hospital for treatment. It was a bumpy road, but fortunately my father was strong. We arrived home, at the county hospital. icu After staying in the general ward for more than 20 days, I stayed in the general ward for more than a month. During this period, my father never woke up. The whole family was suffering from pain. We persisted in order for my father to wake up. After the condition stabilized, the doctor recommended that we be discharged from the hospital and also teach We were given basic nursing care, and we were nursed at home for four or five months, but ultimately failed to survive. He passed away on April 21 at the age of 54. What I never expected was that this would be the last time I saw my father, and my father just passed away!
When my father was alive, he always thought about his children and did not put any burden on us, for fear that his children would not have a good life when they were young. Even when he died. My father was an electrified road company at that time. This is also the biggest regret in my life. Every time I think about it, my heart aches. My father raised us and visited the hospital several times to take care of his sick children. But God did not give us the chance to see each other for the last time, even for a few minutes; God did not give our father a glimmer of hope of survival; God did not even give us children even half a day, no, even a few hours to serve our sick father with tea and water. ....． A lifelong regret! ……． The pain of losing a loved one cannot be expressed in words. This heart-wrenching feeling can only be understood by experiencing it personally. At that moment, I realized the fragility of life; at that moment, I experienced the grief of separation between life and death; at that moment, I experienced the despair and helplessness as if the sky was falling; at that moment, I understood the moment of life and death. God is unfair! People often say: "The grace of raising a child is greater than God's."I want to ask Heaven, please tell me, how can we repay this nurturing grace that is greater than Heaven? Please tell me, where should I find my father? Here, I want to tell all the children in the world with my broken heart that having your parents alive is not your burden or burden. It is your blessing and your luck! I envy you! Honor your parents, your own parents, your loved ones’ parents, and be kind to every elderly person in the world. May all parents in the world have a healthy and happy old age!
In our hearts, our father is our heaven and our father is our mountain! I can still never forget the moment when my father took his last breath. Our sky collapsed and our mountain fell. I lost control and everything went black. That sound was the most painful, desperate and helpless sound in my life, and it was also the sound I regretted the most. Parents support each other and treat each other with respect. In my memory, they quarreled, cried, and laughed, but they loved each other all their lives. When my father passed away, it was my mother who was most sad and desperate. How did my mother bear this devastating blow at that moment? This makes me regret it. On the 4
night when my father passed away, my mother and I dressed up for my father, and then we couldn't suppress the feeling of heartache and cried heartbreakingly. I looked at my father lying on the hospital bed and looked at my crying mother. My heart was bleeding. As the eldest son, I wanted to organize my father's funeral. My mother said that my father had worked hard for this family all his life, so I wanted him to leave with peace of mind and with dignity. Looking at my mother's strong back, I want to be strong like my mother. My father passed away and left behind my mother, who was over fifty years old. My sister was taking care of my father when he was sick and was being treated outside. I am the eldest and I have to support the family. I want my mother to feel supported in old age, and I want my sister to feel that the warmth and security of home are still there. Since then, I have never cried loudly in front of my relatives without any scruples. I was afraid that my mother would be sad and I was afraid that my younger brothers and sisters would be scared. But the tears flowing silently accompanied me for 47 days and nights.
Forget things vividly in mind. My father is a temperamental person. For the sake of his family, he was afraid of hardship and tiredness and worked outside to earn money for the family. My father had a pair of skillful hands. In addition to being able to write well, he was also very careful in his work. Every day's work records were recorded in a notebook. Those familiar words, every word, pierced deeply into my heart. My father was a person who only thought about others. He had undertaken projects for several years, allowing you to deceive and make people feel sad. He was bullied, but he never told us. He always resisted on his own. He didn't say anything when he was sick or tired. Whenever we asked, he would always say it was okay. His father's classmates, friends, relatives and friends in the village all praised him as a good person. They often say that good people are rewarded, but why can't good people live a long life?
Dad, you are so kind and kind. My son, I beg you, can you stay a little longer in your future dreams, even a little while, so that our father and son can reconnect with each other and say goodbye. Can you let your uneasy son look at you more and feel the warmth of your big hands for a while. Can it? dad. My son, I beg you. ....
Dad, my son misses you. ……． Can your ears hear? Can you see your children’s current homes? Can you hear your son calling you daddy in his midnight dream? Can it? dad. .．． dad. ． My son misses you. ...
Dad, you will definitely feel lonely after leaving your family and children. But, dad, when you are lonely, go home and see. There is a mother who has been guarding your photo for 47 years at home, and a son who you are most worried about.
Dad, my son misses you. ....． Please, please, dad, please let your son be your old son in the next life, okay? Okay? dad. ......
Dad, my son misses you. ... Miss you. ...． Miss you. ...． In my dream tonight, will you come back? Will it? When my son is helpless, can he feel your caress and encouragement in his dreams? Will it? dad?
Dad, my son misses you. ...． Your son knows that you will also miss your son, right? You also often worry about your son, right?
Dad, my son misses you. ...． I think about it so much. .．． You must take good care of yourself and take care of your son and the relatives who miss you, Dad. .....
Dad, my son misses you. .．． You must remember your son's request: Let me be your old son again in the next life. Dad, you must remember it, Dad. ..
Dad, my son misses you.
As time goes by, there are ups and downs, but the longing and concern for my father have not faded with the passage of time. This unforgettable longing and concern have become deeper and deeper. ...
Whenever I hear songs about my father, I miss my father. I also want to sing to you: "I have not done enough to be your son or daughter in this life. I beg you to be my father in the next life." But where can I find my father?
Every time I see my mother’s lonely back, I miss my father. As the saying goes, "When you are young, your husband and wife will keep you company as you grow old." But who will accompany her mother, and who will support her for the rest of her life?
Whenever I encounter the hardships and ups and downs of starting a business, I miss my father. How could it be so difficult and helpless if I had my father's guidance and support, and my father's sincere teachings?
Every time I see the gray-haired old man, I miss my father. How I wish I could be with my white-haired parents like other children, but why doesn't God give us this opportunity?
Whenever I hear other people celebrating birthdays for the elderly, I miss my father. You don’t know how many birthdays you have celebrated for your children, and we want to celebrate one for you too. But on your birthday, what else can we do except give you some paper money?
Whenever the walnuts are ripe, I miss my father. I also thought about the happy scene where the family went back to their hometown to crack walnuts. However, all this no longer exists.
Every time I hear my son call me dad, I miss my father. .....
Every bit of life, every moment, is the shadow of my father, and it is my father's memory. ....． Even if there are thousands of words, they can't express how much I miss my father; even if there are thousands of tears, they can't express how much I miss my father; even if there are thousands of days and nights, they can't erase how much I miss my father.
My father passed away, leaving me with endless thoughts and countless regrets. I know that you are also very nostalgic for this world, and you are also very attached to your children. You are even more reluctant to leave your mother alone. ....． But the sky doesn’t open its eyes! I want to say to you: Dad, don’t worry, we will definitely take good care of mom! Dad, rest in peace, we will definitely take good care of our family!
wrote this article with tears in my eyes to deeply miss my most beloved father!
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