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My father died when I was 26. I lived in another state and hadn't seen him for years. He remarried when I was about 2, and he never considered me a priority, more of a tag along to his new family. He was 48.
My mother died when I was 51. She had dementia and lived in a facility. I had cut off contact with her 1 1/2 years before her death so that I could finally have a life of my own. She was a narcissistand tormented me my whole life. She was 72.
My dad died when I was about 40. I still miss him 20 years later.
My mom died when I was in my 50s; I hadn't spoken to her for a few years at that point, so it didn't really make a difference.
My dad died when I was about 50, I think. I hadn't seen him for decades and hadn't talked to him for about that long either. We never got along. The last time I was home I tried to talk to him, but he just turned his back on me when I started a conversation and treated me like dirt the entire time I was there visiting. I left it like that, figuring I'd made the effort and now it was up to him. I thought if he came to me and wanted to talk, I would, but he never did.
I was angry at him for the longest time, but when he died, I just felt sorry for him. He could have had a great relationship with his only daughter, but he chose not to. His loss.
My mom and I talk once in a while, but we aren't close. When she passes, I'm not sure I'll really care all that much.
I was brought up by my mums sister and her husband..and thought they were my parents until I was fourteen.... they died months apart when I was 17 and 18... I was devastated and lost.. no where to go as back in the 60s girls didnt share flats they way they do now.. I felt I was a nuisance to relatives who put me up until I married in haste.. the worst mistake I ever made.. My life went downhll badly after they died... .
Lonely.
You will grieve, you will hurt, you will miss them.
You will come to accept that death is a fact of life.
And they will always be with you in your heart.
I was 55 when my father died. He was 83.
I was 61 when my mother died. She was 89.
I was 68 when my kid brother died. He was 61.
I am always blown away when I meet people in their 50's who talk about going to visit their parents. Really shocked when they are going to visit their grand parents. It took a while for me to stop asking "You mean you are going to the cemetery?"
I am fortunate that my parents are still alive. My father is 75 and my mother is 72. My father has really slowed down for the last year and most days he is zoned into the television. My father used to be always in the kitchen preparing a nice steak and reading the paper. These days my mom prepares his frozen dinners and he is just quiet.
It's a sad state to watch one's parents age. I am just curious, to the ones who parent(s) passed how old were you? How did it happen? I guess lately seeing my dad these thoughts start coming up. I moved to this city to be closer to them but lately my future is coming up...what will it be like without my parents.
My father passed away 50 years ago when I was 12. I wish to God I could have watched my dad age like you get to.
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