My Dad Essay

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My Dad Eleven years ago my life changed drastically. I lost a piece of my heart, a part of my life and a part of me. My father died. It was the most devastating experience I’d ever faced. I had lost one of the strongest men I’d known. I remember that tragic day perfectly. I was sitting in my apartment watching television when I got the call. “Sis, Bug’s gone” were the only three words I could understand coming from my sisters trembling, shaky voice. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. A part of me was gone. My Daddy and I had a wonderful, loving relationship. I was his “baby” and always got my way when it came to him. In the last couple years as his sickness continued deteriorating I didn’t get to see him as often as I’d like. I was still in high school and could only visit on weekends, so every moment spent with him I cherished. For years my Dad had several health problems, from being diabetic to kidney failure that led to dialysis three days a week. He was always in and out of the hospital, but in the end he would always gain strength, get better and come home. No matter the amount of pain, he was well aware of his sickness and dealt with it in a strong manner. Always putting up a strong front with bright eyes and a big smiling face. I can remember the last time I went and saw him in the hospital, it was a week or so before he passed. It’s such a sad, vivid image that will always remain in my mind. He was lying there, hooked up to IV’s and machines. His breathing was pretty hard, I could clearly hear every breath he took. He looked asleep, he didn’t talk or wake up. Seeing him in that state is what truly broke my heart. It was then I began to realize how fragile and vulnerable life is, that tomorrow’s not promised. We can go from being alive, happy and healthy with our families and friends one day to being down sick and fragile

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