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My father died on a Monday

My father died on a Monday

My father died on a Monday. A late in the  

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I’ll never know the relationship we could have had

I’ll never know the relationship we could have had

Dad, I’ll never know the relationship we could have had over the last 10 years not speaking. I couldn’t look you in the eye and feel safe anymore after the pain you put me through. Without your apology, I still live in the past. I’ve moved away […]

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I was not able to let go in the process of grieving

I was not able to let go in the process of grieving

Life shall be full of joy and great memory. I was so painful when I lost my father and brother. These must be the biggest impacts in my life to face sudden losing of two dear men figures. I was not able to let go in the […]

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I don’t know how to help him

I don’t know how to help him

I don’t feel like I have dealt with death a lot on a theoretical level I feel like we should be able to talk about death but in practice not so much. My dad specifically has lost and been in need of talking, I don’t know how […]

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I adored visiting you both

I adored visiting you both

I visited you both in Long Term Care because I wanted to …not because I had to. I adored visiting you both. When dad was gone then I visited just mum…suffering from Alzheimer’s but always her beautiful, calm self. Miss you both.  

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His children were not told

His children were not told

Is of my father, who died at the insanely young age of 39. I was 9, and couldn’t understand what happened. He had a heart attack, and was in the hospital dying, for days, but we, his children, were not told our father was about to die. […]

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He stayed as long as he could for us

He stayed as long as he could for us

I will always remember my father’s death. It was a painful ending to a noble life. His life had its share of difficult times. His death was hard too at the end. But he stayed as long as he could for us. Love you.  

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An early morning in spring

An early morning in spring

My father died on a Monday. An early morning in spring- just as the day began, just as people were busy scurrying. I think about how many babies were born at that exact moment. How many of them had his curly black hair and dark coffee skin […]

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I almost get jealous

I almost get jealous

My dad is palliative and lives so far from me. My sister is his caregiver. She is awesome! Sometime when she tells me things about my dad … little things I almost get jealous because I am missing this opportunity an in my heart I always ask… […]

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You held on for as long as you could

You held on for as long as you could

They said I didn’t need to keep coming to see you as often because you didn’t remember my visits – but they were wrong, you held on for as long as you could for me and in your last moments of life, your smile when I walked […]

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