I didn’t speak of my feelings about my father’s loss but I was missing him tremendously. One day, I was with my friends when one of them expressed his condolences at my father’s passing. The reminder brought me to tears and I left the group. I missed my loving father. The loss of my father, at such an early age, was the biggest
Death has never affected to me on an emotional level. I have felt the sadness around me when my uncle died, or when my great grandmother died. I was never close with them or even knew them very well, because they died when I was young. Now that I am older I understand what everyone was going through when they died. I felt their pain last year when my grandfather died of cancer.
After being classified as worthless, I began to fear how these emotions could affect my future life, such as when I am a parent. I have always been scared of being a terrible parent, such as my father was. When I heard the song Daughters, I felt as if the song was talking to me. The lyrics, “Since the day she saw him walking away she's [been] left cleaning up the mess he made”, made my heart sink. My dad had left my family with broken hearts, and a massive void that only a father could fill.
THE BLANK STORY_ My life was never easy, my family was messed up, my country, my village, and my state was slowly falling apart, I never got to see my childrens face for the last time, I fought for my country and still not respect and no change. It's like the more I tried the less I succeed. So i'm writing this on my deathbed, so others can know what I had to go through and hopefully learn something. One thing I want to do is thank my kids, charlotte and Daryl for being brave for me and Also my wife who helps me get through this everyday. This isn’t an easy life.
My mother kept breaking down into tears and my father kept comforting her, and I assumed that it was just a result of my behavior and that it wasn’t a big deal. If I’m being completely honest, I didn’t really care what was wrong. I was blinded by nostalgia and I focused more on the people I had just left behind than the people who had been there for me for the entirety of my life right in front of me. The six hour drive home that followed was miserable, as I refused to talk to anyone. My parents made multiple efforts to begin conversation, as they were curious how the program went.
Being that she was sheltered away from the outside world, she had no friends, thus becoming dependent on her father. This type of dependency, can affect someone’s mental state. After his death, she has a rather difficult time coming to terms with his demise, refusing to believe that one person she connected to most, was gone. This continued for three days, and while the community saw her denial of her father’s death as a normal part of the grieving process, it certainly was something deeper than what it was. After she finally accepts her father’s passing, she meets a Northern laborer who comes into town as a contractor, Homer Barron.
After we got the news we sat around silently. One of our neighbours came to our house. She put us children together in our front room and made us start to cry at the loss of our father. My father’s body was brought into the house. I was being led to the room where the body laid but then I was stopped from entering the room and seeing my father.
I looked out the window for that seven-minute drive and didn't speak. As we got home my little brother Aiden ran up to me in sorrow. As I looked down on Aiden my mouth opened and I started to talk to him, “ There is a big chance that Molly will pass away and most likely never see her again” I bemoaned. He nodded his head and headed for the kitchen. Once we got into the kitchen it made me more grey.
These negative effects can cause a drop in the economy, the loss of a nation, and the loss of a numerous amount of soldiers who were thrown into combat, sometimes against their will. These adverse effects are the reason mankind needs to make a change. When I was a little girl, my uncle was in the army on his second tour in Afghanistan when he was given a honorable discharge due to some medical difficulties. When he arrived home, the first thing my mother noticed was that my uncle seemed off from when she had previously seen him just over a year ago. He was very tense and always on edge.
It all began when my father died, and I had to return home to take care of Mother. I had just left Starkfield and was ready to pursue my dreams, but I knew I had to come home and take care of my Mother. She was sick and needed my assistance because she was all alone. Each day she grew more and more silent and each day I lived through my misery. My cousin Zeena came to stay with me and helped take care of my mother so I could care for the farm.