I lost my dad two years ago, the loss of a father hurts, but I realized that what causes that pain the most is not even the fact that I will not see him, but every time I remembered that I had not told him that I I loved him... That he left without knowing it... that's what hurts the most. My sister told me: he knew you loved him... and I try to remember all the times I wanted to show it to him, I tell you that when we are like that, emotional, it seems that what we do is not enough...
Every time you can, tell them that you love them, if you can hug them... that's all I can tell you...
Blessings to you.
I can't imagine the loss of a father but I know I'll have to go through it sooner or later. I have heard and read it a lot of times that we should show our love to our loved ones before it's too late but it's easier said than done for me. I have probably hugged my mom 10-12 times in my entire life.
I just can't do it. Even when I prepare myself, my body freezes and I can't move my hands. I, once discussed it with my mama and she told me that she understands, even she was like this her entire life.
That happens with some people, not all, in my case. It's easy for me to hug my mom and tell her that I love her, and it was harder for me with my dad. I don't know if it had to do with his parenting style because he was very strict, but even so, he found a way to be tender. More than anything when he got older...
In any case, follow your heart, because that's what he later reproaches us for... that's what happened to me, I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't, I hope that where he is, he knows, and I can only trust that it's like that.