How poignant and sad on so many levels, Marcia. I am in amazement and wonder that you were able to overcome any bitterness or hate towards him, like so many other daughters may have. You are one strong, compassionate and kind person. So glad I met you here on Substack. :)
Aw, Deborah, what a beautiful comment. Thank you so much for saying that. I wrote another story (just posted on Medium) that explains so much more about forgiving my father. I might post it here next week :) I’m glad our paths have crossed too, Deborah :) xx
Marcia this beautiful story had me in tears. My father is still alive but unfortunately, we are not close and we have a complicated relationship. It’s heartbreaking when, for whatever reason, we don’t get to say what we really want to say to our parents. I’m glad you were there in his final moments. You’re a strong, inspirational and lovely soul. 🩵
Aw, Grace, what a beautiful comment :) Thank you so much, kind lady. Your words warmed my heart. I am so sorry about your father, though. That’s really sad :( You’re right, it’s a tragedy we can’t say what we want to say to our parents. It’s such a common story. Sending you hugs, my friend 🤍 Thanks again for taking the time with my story today :)
There are a few similarities with our dads: mine was born in 1939 in a tiny off-the-map village in Northern Italy too. (It isn’t often I meet people from that part of the world so it’s very cool.) He also left Italy to create a better life but immigrated to Canada. :)
How terribly sad. I wonder if in that last moment he was asking for your forgiveness for all his anger and wrong doing he subjected his family to. Wonderful, heartbreaking essay.
I think you might be right, Dianne. It felt like that. I’ve just written another story about my father that explains more. I think I need to post it next :) Thank you so much for reading and for your lovely comment.
Oh, Dianne, I don’t think I’ve read it. I will now! I have so much reading to catch up on. I work on two platforms so I go back and forth all day but some days I don’t even get to Substack. There is so much great content here I wish I had more time.
I do get some lovely comments, some times a lot, some times not so much, depends on the story I guess.
I so appreciate your time Dianne. Is your story recent about your father?
This was heartbreaking and beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks so much for reading it, Leslie. So kind of you :)
How poignant and sad on so many levels, Marcia. I am in amazement and wonder that you were able to overcome any bitterness or hate towards him, like so many other daughters may have. You are one strong, compassionate and kind person. So glad I met you here on Substack. :)
Aw, Deborah, what a beautiful comment. Thank you so much for saying that. I wrote another story (just posted on Medium) that explains so much more about forgiving my father. I might post it here next week :) I’m glad our paths have crossed too, Deborah :) xx
Marcia this beautiful story had me in tears. My father is still alive but unfortunately, we are not close and we have a complicated relationship. It’s heartbreaking when, for whatever reason, we don’t get to say what we really want to say to our parents. I’m glad you were there in his final moments. You’re a strong, inspirational and lovely soul. 🩵
Aw, Grace, what a beautiful comment :) Thank you so much, kind lady. Your words warmed my heart. I am so sorry about your father, though. That’s really sad :( You’re right, it’s a tragedy we can’t say what we want to say to our parents. It’s such a common story. Sending you hugs, my friend 🤍 Thanks again for taking the time with my story today :)
There are a few similarities with our dads: mine was born in 1939 in a tiny off-the-map village in Northern Italy too. (It isn’t often I meet people from that part of the world so it’s very cool.) He also left Italy to create a better life but immigrated to Canada. :)
How terribly sad. I wonder if in that last moment he was asking for your forgiveness for all his anger and wrong doing he subjected his family to. Wonderful, heartbreaking essay.
I think you might be right, Dianne. It felt like that. I’ve just written another story about my father that explains more. I think I need to post it next :) Thank you so much for reading and for your lovely comment.
Yes, please do.
I posted my story about my father's abandonment when he left me at age 2 and my sister as a baby, but not one person commented it.
Do you get many comments?
Oh, Dianne, I don’t think I’ve read it. I will now! I have so much reading to catch up on. I work on two platforms so I go back and forth all day but some days I don’t even get to Substack. There is so much great content here I wish I had more time.
I do get some lovely comments, some times a lot, some times not so much, depends on the story I guess.
I so appreciate your time Dianne. Is your story recent about your father?
Yes, it was my first post just last week.
I found it Dianne. I’ll read soon :) xx