What Is The Last Day Of My Father's Day Essay

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On December 21, 2004 was the last day that I would ever see my father’s face. My dad and I were very close I was a “daddy’s girl” and he was my world. I had been through so much growing up and he never left me alone, I considered him to be my angel. He came over to see me that day so we could make some decisions on Christmas dinner. So much had happened to me that year from meeting that special someone, graduating medical school, and adopting a child. He came to my house bout 5:30 pm and we sat down and started talking and he asked for a soda water. That was the name he had for cokes. I told him that I would cook dinner this year because I was blessed for all the good things that have happened with his help. He told me he wanted turkey, honey …show more content…
I went home with my mom I knew that I could not leave her alone. I had my partner go pack us some stuff and bring it to my mom’s so that we could all be together. It was only three days before Christmas. I couldn’t believe that this could happen I sat at the kitchen table the rest of the day and all night waiting for him to walk through the door. I waited hour after hour it seemed like I had been there for days already. The next morning on December 23, 2004 I got up from the table and opened the front door to see if his car was there. I felt so empty and alone and I did not know what to do. I went and laid in bed with my mom and held her while she cried. She never got out of bed from the time we got home from the hospital. We knew we had to get up to make funeral arrangements but it was just too hard. My mom, grandma, and I went to Corpus Christi Funeral Home to make arrangements to burry my dad. There was no way were going to bury him on Christmas. My mom chose this beautiful dark blue casket. When you opened the casket the material inside was a baby blue and it had doves on it. Up in the left corner the doves were flying and it said “going home”. I hated being in a funeral home I felt like we did not belong there and I wish it would all just go away. My mom decided on December 26, 2004 to bury him. We went home and my mom went right to her room and shut the door she did not come back out. I knew she was hurting …show more content…
I opened the back door and it was snowing. You could not even see the ground there was at least 2 inches of snow already. I just cried tear drops fell on my nose and ran down my face. I was shocked it had never snowed where I lived. My mom started to cry and said, “Snow top he’s here, he’s here”. I said, who’s here mom, whose snow top. She said that’s what they use to call your dad when he was younger because his hair was so white. I could see the love in her eyes but at the same time the pain of him not being there was even worse. I looked up at the sky and the snowflakes were falling on my face. They felt so thin and when you touched them they would melt. I could not believe what I was seeing I felt a warm feeling on my heart and I just smiled. My son was 3 and he knew something was wrong but he couldn’t figure it out. All he knew was that his papa would not be coming home anymore. I tried to explain to him that god needed grandpa and that he was an angel now and that one day we would all be together again. He just put his down and looked towards the ground. There was no more laughter only sadness with tears. I would have given anything for him to have hugged me one last time. I went out front and looked at the chair on the porch where he sat it was covered in snow. A lot of people started showing up and knocking on our door and leaving flowers on our

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