Missing My Dad On Father’s Day Doesn’t Fade With Time

Six years ago, when I was 12, I spent my last Father’s Day with my dad — I was so young and I just wish I knew back then that it would be the last.

I know it’s been a long time since he left, and that maybe people think that right now everything’s okay. They may think that I don’t miss him anymore, or that this date means nothing, but it does.

I have a Father’s Day routine — I go to church, I go to the cemetery, I put down some flowers…and that’s it. There are no hugs, no kisses, no presents. Everything that I can’t do for him on that day hurts, no matter how much time has passed.

I wish so badly that he was by my side this Father’s Day. I wish I could give him a last hug, a last kiss. I wish I could have said goodbye. But I can’t — my time with him on earth it’s gone.

This day couldn’t be harder, and I know you understand me, I know if you’re reading this, it’s because you’re having a hard Father’s Day weekend too.

Very few things comfort me on bad days, but when I do feel sad and miss my daddy I go to God.

And I have something to say to you:

When I feel sad, when I miss my daddy, there’s only one thing that really comforts me, and it’s my faith and GOD.

God brings peace in my sad moments, brings hugs when I feel lonely. My dad may not be around anymore, but I still do have a father — God is my father. He’s the king and I’m his princess. In my darkest moments, on my saddest days, on days when I think nobody will understand – God is there.

When I lost my dad I firmly believed everything was ruined forever, then I found God in that pain and he saved me.