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saraphia · 1 year

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💘 One month down without my greatest hero…. a lifetime to go. I will love & miss you forever, Dad. …Hope you & Mom are doing something fun up there today!💕 #sentimentalsunday #mygreatesthero #missingdad #bestadvicegiver #lifegoeson #griefisthepricewepayforlove #love (at Eastport, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CrqriNcu9vO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#sentimentalsunday #mygreatesthero #missingdad #bestadvicegiver #lifegoeson #griefisthepricewepayforlove #love

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fatherslovejourney · 2 years

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31 Jan 2018 "When Breathe Becomes Air" is the memoir of Paul Kalanithi, a neurosurgeon who was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer in his mid-thirties and later passed on. In it, he shares his story and ideas on how to approach death with grace and what it means to be fully alive It dawned on me that air is all around us. We bask in air. However, air on its own is simply air till it comes in contact with another compound Air becomes breathe when sucked in by a human being and goes through the cellular system. A body comes ALIVE. It walks and it talks However, when that body ceased to be alive, it becomes as what Kalanithi titled his book, breathe becomes just air In ponder of all these, is the gift of each day still a cliché? Is the gift of waking up alive to see the sunrise and go about your daily activities a cliché? Come brothers and sisters, today is the day the LORD has made. Let us Rejoice! and be glad in it 29 July 2022 Was reminded of the posting from 2018 when I stared at the empty bin and sat with the lifeless silence in the house I used to bring the trash out for Dad everyday. Sometimes I complain about his food trash. Now, it's mostly an empty bin until mei mei comes over on weekends. The fan was whirring. The background music was on but that was all just noise. Other than myself, there was no other life. The air that becomes breathe when sucked in by a human being, that which make a body comes alive has become WHEN BREATHE BECOMES AIR in my reality. I've been coping, adjusting. Feels like a long time has passed when it's been only two months (two more days) since Dad left. Outside of the house, I function perfectly. Many things keep me occupied but they don't seem to come through the door....little motivates me within these four walls - not even my fave chimaek and reality show. Is it the house or is it me? Will the same silence follow me when I move or will it be left behind as I bid it goodbye......? In ponder of all these, is the gift of each day still a cliché? Come brothers and sisters, today is the day the LORD has made. Let us Rejoice! and be thankful for it. #griefisajourney #grievingmyway #missingdad https://www.instagram.com/p/CgkKAjMvEv2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#griefisajourney #grievingmyway #missingdad

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westphd · 2 years

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So I was missing my dad while sitting with Nan…. And I look out the window and see a truck full of watermelons 🍉 …. I know that was my dad saying hey thru this guy who peddles melons …. Cause he loved doing that for so many years ….. so I got a good one I hope …. I will enjoy it and remember the awesome memories of my Dad and watermelons!!!! #billykirkley #missingdad #watermelons #westphd (at Altamonte Springs, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeUAQyILr8S/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#billykirkley #missingdad #watermelons #westphd

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garycuff · 2 months

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Happy Heavenly Birthday, Dad!

#missingdad #heavenlybirthday #February20th

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boneshakerbike · 9 months

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After a weekend of cherished memories, thoughts of dad stand strong. Heading back to work, Monday’s weight feels overwhelming. I’m open to suggestions on how to navigate these emotions. Let’s face it together! #MissingDad #MondayBlues #OpenToAdvice

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rainbownecromancer · 1 year

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Ezra + Gray

My Debut Novel, Song, is a love story between a Mothman and a burnt-out grad student on the verge of dropping out. It takes place in the foothills of Appalachia in a picturesque little Ohioan town. My series blends legends of the Mothman, European lore/cryptids, hauntings, and local tales of warnings and intrigue.

Gray of the Winged Folk and The Keeper of the Mist and Hills (they/them) has been living in the mountains and valleys of the land for centuries. They maintain the balance between the Folk and the humans, life and death, magic and not. When Gray is not busy with the Well of Essence and balance of life, they are forced to spend an excessive amount of time keeping their brother Indrid and other winged cousins from harassing the locals. Remember the stories of smiling aliens, men in black, and a giant winged birds chasing cars and flying around old factories? The Mothman? That was Indrid and Eamon. As frustrating as their family can be, Gray is content with their life… until they see him, Beloved.

Ezra Williams (he/him), failed poet and doctoral student, is burnt out of teaching, writing, and existing as is. Their thesis project is almost as nightmarish as their committee chair, Dr. Allen. To pile it on Ezra is missing his father’s guidance and love. After a bender on bootleg moonshine, Ezra starts to notice a presence around. In the backyard, in the coffee shop, near the old cemetery. Someone or thing is there. And who left the jar of glowing mushrooms & moss? And what is the wonderful scent that makes him so … aroused?

Tags: #NoCliffHanger #Love #Romance #MothmanHasTwoDicks #SubstanceUse #Magic #Necromancy #Mothman #GrayAndEzraPoV #MoonshineCanBeDangerousYouWontRememberLastNight #Fae #GoblinsThatEatTrashAndAshTrays #MM #GenderDiverseCharacters #LGBTQIA #BeingAGradStudentIsHard #MissingDad #Hurt #Horror #DeservedDeathScene #AcademiaWillEatYouAliveLiterally #IndridBeingAnAssholeOnManyOccassions

For more release updates, short stories, and SFW art (NSFW on twitter) come join me at: https://www.facebook.com/groups/wingedsong

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writerinprogress315 · 3 years

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Almost forgot what today was, but I’ll never forget you. Been 15 years since I celebrated a #fathersday 11 years since our last conversation & almost 8 years since you died. Celebrated the only way I know how: ate a meal of steak, mashed potatoes, & corn while watching #firefly Wrote that poem several years ago while I was in one of my dark places trying to crawl free. Still not free from the thoughts & feelings, likely will never be over how we went from the best of friends to complete strangers. The anger is gone, the regret is dwindling & transforming into acceptance, but the sadness remains. Your love of #scifi #technology #darkhumor #bowling #inappropriatejokes #superheroes #peanutbutter #games #green #westerns #reading #movies & making people comfortable with your easy-going personality live on. Promise. #lifechoices #missingdad #griefjourney #daughterlove #memorylane #readersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #teachersofinstagram #bloggersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CQXTXMoHJrb/?utm_medium=tumblr

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missingpersonscasesnetwork · 3 years

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Father of 4 Goes #Missing After Not Returning Home From Work #YerlinAdalidSolanoMontes has been missing since January 1, 2020. He left in his child’s mother’s Black 2006 Nissan Titan #Mpcn #EndangeredMissing #MissingFather #MissingDad (at Biloxi, Mississippi) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJqnAEQpN-b/?igshid=1jii4u76peb65

#missing #yerlinadalidsolanomontes #mpcn #endangeredmissing #missingfather #missingdad

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pearlsjourney · 4 years

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Dear Self,

It’s been awhile since I've been here to write what I feel or what I am going through. It is hard to put in words what I am feeling, hard to describe the new void I feel inside of myself. My dad passing away has been a hard awakening. The things I've taken for granted, the people I let down, issues I haven’t fixed. There is this void I feel in my heart that is growing with each day that passes. Everyone who has reached out tells me, “with time it will get easier.” But does it really?

Time for me has only made it worse. In 6 days it will be a month. A month of not bickering with my dad, a month of not hearing his stories and random statistics, a month of not hearing his voice, not hearing his laugh or seeing his smile. I have all these emotions built up inside with no way of letting them out. Explaining or venting to people who haven’t gone through the same situation is hard, because I know they want the best for me and the give me these endless motivations. At times it makes me feel mad, mad that they keep telling me to think positive, mad that they tell me to let it out, that they are sorry. But inside no one will know what it feels like, what I am going through, and just how much I miss him every minute that passes.

Why do we have to lose people who are meant to live forever. Those we can’t imagine living without. Because honestly I don’t know how to continue to live in a world where my dad no longer exists. How can I ever smile a real smile, laugh a real laugh, and continue to live when he is no longer able to....

#missingdad #death #losing someone #fuckcovid19 #daddy'slittlegirl

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helenalwrites · 5 years

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I’ve thought all day about what to say to you, Daddy. You would have been 50 today and you were gone from us all much too soon. I think we would all have thoroughly enjoyed giving you a hard time today while you likely would have thrown a bigger fit than you did when you turned 30. You loved to laugh like no other but you loved as fiercely. I miss you so much that sometimes the pain is too much to even talk about. I know you watch over me and I truly hope you’re proud of me. I’m just working hard to build something good out of my life and hate I can’t share it with you. And lately when I’m troubled with things I thought had handled long ago, I wish you were here with me to be my protector and help talk some sense into those who just can’t understand why certain things have to be as they are. I know you would. I miss you and love you more than words, Daddy. Happy Birthday even though you aren’t here to celebrate it. #happybirthday #happybirthdaydaddy #imissyoudad #imissyou #rip #daddysgirl #missingdad #missingmydad #missingdaddysomuch #missingdaddy #missingyoudad #withoutyou #grief #griefandloss #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writers #writersonig #writersconnection #writersoﬁg #writerslife #writersnetwork https://www.instagram.com/p/B17wUyTgN6K/?igshid=19gb5zez00dzk

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redjoyink · 5 years

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#tbt Took my mom to Froster Freeze in 29 Palms. What's so special about this place? Well we use to meet my dad here for lunch. He was a UPS driver & 29 was his delivery area. It brought back so many fond memories & mom enjoy herself. The food & shakes are still amazing! . . . #tbt #makingmemories #mom #missingdad #upsdriver #fosterfreeze #lunchdate #funday #❤ https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx1TJz9gbCg/?igshid=qr8viyrj3n44

#tbt #makingmemories #mom #missingdad #upsdriver #fosterfreeze #lunchdate #funday #❤

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linahahhaaaa-blog · 5 years

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A letter that could not be delivered.

Hey baby girl,

I will always be your angel .It was evil of me to leave you all alone to battle with this unkind world but I had no choice.Now you have learn so much .I know my girl that you can carry on with your journey without me.I wish to talk to you and your mom but i cant and always remember no matter what happens I will always be around you ,pushing you harder to reach your goal ,calming you down when you are angry or stress out,and caring for you.Only you need to have trust on me.

with love,

Dad.

#dad #daughter #relationship #feelings #dadlife #missingdad #love #i love you

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thejustreflections · 5 years

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the stillness of the crystal clear waters echoe the silence of the smiling skies. deep within the blue seas is a reflection of the wonderful memories; i succumb -- wondering, yearning. for it is my only hope every single day, telling myself "one day, i will never be leaving home again!" . -- jon ❤ // #ofwpoems . missing my father (in photo) so much... 😢😢 #poetrydaily #ofwwords #ofwpoetry #poemforpapa #imissdad #missingdad #ofwlife #buhayabroad #kuwaitcity #q8instagram #sining #makata #pinoypoet #justreflections #jonathanacabo #jonpageacabo #nicewords #creativewriting #writer #writersofinstagram #likemypoem (at Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqAlQOrAOCD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zf0oonxcvkyd

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mannion78 · 3 years

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Chillin in the backyard #thisis43 #family #happybirthdaytome #missingdad https://www.instagram.com/p/CTa0fPiLGeYfWKXgUwmfKU7eFZxJn1-bI4hUe40/?utm_medium=tumblr

#thisis43 #family #happybirthdaytome #missingdad

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realhappiness · 3 years

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2nd episode"""""""Haadi:: 7th October : “I’m asking you something you don’t understand, tell me where were you .”A woman who seemed to be about 39 years old was screaming in anger in front of a boy who was looking like a statue .the boy was looking like 19 or 20 years old. The boy was looking down. He was not answering any of her questions that made her more frustrated.” So you are not going to answer me hmm”.A woman crosses her hands on her chest.” Now you are responsible for what I am going to do”.Woman said these words and tightly hold the arm of the boy drag him to the room which was so dirty without any fan or light just darkness .”Now spend the whole night here.” The woman told him and went back to her work. The boy was holding his knees but he was not crying he was just lost in his world in his memorable world which was full of laughter, love and smiles. (“Dad I feel so much heat nowadays please dad we should buy an A.C dad please please.” A small 9 year’s old boy with a cute face begging his dad. His dad was so immersed in his cuteness that he forgot to answer.” The dad answers me na .” Boy cutely hit his dad. Dad suddenly came out of his imaginations and hold his son.” For my son, I will bring the stars”.Man was saying with making stars in space. The boy suddenly begins to laugh. Man look at his son and got confused by his reaction “what. Why are you laughing .”Man asked his son. The boy said” I don’t want stars dad I just want A.C And Dad and Mama. Because you guys are my stars”.Dad was so impressed by his son and he began to kiss his son’s hands .” And you are my whole universe.”)one tear fall from the boy’s left eye. Suddenly someone harshly begins to knock at the door. Your name happens to be on the university list you are going to the university after 2 days ready yourself. If your that stupid sir was not behind all this I will never allow you to go to the university. You know how much effort I have put into ready your dad for this. You should be thankful even he is not your real father still he is doing this. I didn’t even want you to put you in this house but he told me to help you. Ash if you died in that same car with Haroon today I will be happy but no you Mr Haadi Haroon you are just like your father Mr Haroon.)the woman was continuously shouting from outside of the room. Boy was tired of hearing the same words every day. He put his hands over his ears but it wasn’t helping it. Finally, the woman was gone he was sitting in the room holding his knees. He uttered some words from his half-open lips .” I don’t want A.C, I don’t want mom I just want you dad my whole universe is you dad can’t you just come back I miss you dad I miss you”. Now Haadi can’t control it and begin to cry his tears were falling continuously he wanted to become emotionless he wanted to become strong enough to bear all problems but he can’t he was feeling weak day by day which he didn’t want.

#2nd character #missingdad #cry #mom #strong #realhappiness #SoundCloud

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manivillie · 3 years

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ᕼᗩᑭᑭY ᖴᗩTᕼEᖇ'ᔕ ᗪᗩY! ⠀ My dad's love of learning and word gave my poetry and skills as a writer wings to fly. He always encouraged and supported my writing, though I lacked faith in myself. I wish he were around to see what I have done with my words since then. ⠀ My dad always said my loving heart came from my mom, but in truth, a large part of what allowed it to remain innocent was him. He taught me that people always deserved a second chance and the greatest purpose in life: serving others. ⠀ I hope you realize how important you are in shaping who your children become for all the fathers out there. ⠀ #poembymanivillie #mypoeticheart #poemsbymanivillie #mycreativebiz #writer #writinglife #writerlife #writinginspiration #creativelifehappylife #happyfathersday #happyfathersdayinheaven #fathersanddaughters #missingdad #missingappa #appa https://www.instagram.com/p/CQWUOpBh9FM/?utm_medium=tumblr

#poembymanivillie #mypoeticheart #poemsbymanivillie #mycreativebiz #writer #writinglife #writerlife #writinginspiration #creativelifehappylife #happyfathersday #happyfathersdayinheaven #fathersanddaughters #missingdad #missingappa #appa

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