I am 34 Years old and lost my Dad almost 4 years ago. My Dad and I were so so close. I am an adult and when he died it cut like a knife. Still does at times. And I also have my Mom in my life that I am also close with (I was closer with my Dad though) unlike Prince Paris and Blanket. So to lose their Dad at such a young age and to them really it was their only parent, I can not even imagine. I really can't. I truly know what you kids are going through, and my heart goes out to you. You will never ever get over your Dad's death, but you will learn to get on with life. My saying from that is-
You never get over it, you just get on with it.
And that is what your Daddy would want you all to do. I know it is what my Dad wants me to do.
Each milestone that will come up in their lives now will be bitter sweet as well. I am getting married this year, and as happy as I am, and we all are about it, of course it is sad that my Dad will not be there. He will not be there in the physical sense, but I truly think he will be there in the spiritual sense that day.
And that is something that I hope you-Price Paris and Blanket can take some solace in too. He is there with you, watching over you. He really is. You will feel it sometimes too. And it's weird, it's when you least expect it. He will he with you on all those milestones you reach in your lives. He will be right there beside you, beaming with pride. He will, you will see. Or better yet, you will feel....
A friend of mine died years ago, and at the time I was first introduced to this poem.....and I think it really holds true with what I said above....Prince Paris and Blanket I leave you with this-and this poem has helped more times over the years than you can ever know-
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
God Bless you guys, please know you are in mine, and countless others prayers....
Karen xo xo