Losing a dad is also hard on daughters.
I was eight years old when my father suddenly died in his sleep from a massive heart attack. I still remember the shock when I awoke to my mother’s hysterical screams. When I heard her tell my older sister that our dad was dead, I went into shock and major denial.
That was in 1979. Of course, time has helped but I still feel his loss, especially on Father’s Day.
I lost my dad in 2008 due to heart issues. We did not have the best relationship ( I was actually estranged from him for 6 years - no communication), but we patched things up - sort of. I still miss him (almost 67 years old), or should I say i miss the man he could have been.
Happy Fathers Day.