I miss my Daddy and our Father Daughter Dance
I miss my Daddy today, and he has been gone since 1995. The pain seems to be less as the years go by, but the pain is still there. I hope this story helps you as much as it helped me to express how I miss my Daddy.
One of my fondest memories with my Dad is when we would dance together. He and my Mom took dance lessons at Fred Astaire Dance studios. When Daddy wanted to practice, I would fill in until my Mom was free to practice with him.
Through the years our relationship was always a good one. When my Dad was sick in Chicago at age 73, he wasn’t able to recognize anyone and my mother told me he was becoming violent in the nursing home. After countless phone calls to Dad’s doctor, and still without answers, I knew I had to fly to Chicago from Orlando.
On the last day of my stay, I finally found a drug on my Dad’s records that had got deleted when he moved into the new nursing home. The drug kept the swelling of his brain tumor under control. I believe the swelling was responsible for his violence and not being able to recognize anyone.
After I was home for two days, my Dad telephoned me. He said, “Daughter, when are you coming to visit me?”
“Dad, I just left you two days ago.” I answered sadly.
“Oh,” he said softly. “I’m sorry. I don’t remember… Well, Daughter, I’m only 110 pounds. I’m not long for this world. What do you say, we meet in heaven.”
Weeks after my Dad’s funeral, I was missing him and crying. Then a small voice whispered to me, “Diana, you have a date with your Daddy. Don’t miss him. Look forward to that time when you can dance together again!”
“Yes,” I thought “How absolutely fun! It’s something special for me that I can look forward to our date in heaven!”
Death in Christ is the only door to heaven. We never really lose a loved one when they die in Christ. Our time together has only been interrupted until we meet them again.
“Now we look forward with confidence to our heavenly bodies,
realizing that every moment we spend in these earthly bodies
is time spent away from our eternal home in heaven with Jesus. . .
And we are not afraid, but are quite content to die,
for then we will be at home with the Lord.”
2 Cor. 5:6,8, The Living Bible.