I'm Sorry

[Mavrikmind]

Hmmm thats something to think about. I can understand what your saying. The fact remains though that a small child was hurt and a mother was traumatised. I might suggest that in that situation, the child may or may not need counciling sometime in the future. Mainly to break the chain so to speak. I wonder if in that situation that there would be help available to mother and child, I'm sure there are services out there for this?

 

[doppelganger]

Hmmm thats something to think about. I can understand what your saying. The fact remains though that a small child was hurt and a mother was traumatised. I might suggest that in that situation, the child may or may not need counciling sometime in the future. Mainly to break the chain so to speak. I wonder if in that situation that there would be help available to mother and child, I'm sure there are services out there for this?

There certainly are services and help available. But it's often not within a child's power to obtain them. And sometimes the "sins of the father" have set in course a probability of bad decisions that will haunt the child his or her whole life before the child is in a position to understand he or she needs help and the power to get that help.

 

[CDRaider]

Hema you are the biggest sweetheart... I just want to go to the Carribean and hug you!

I feel guilty because I let the ball drop between me and my dad. He and I had a very amazing relationship when it was just me and him all by ourselves in Germany. We did everything together and I remember those times as being so happy. Well now we can't go a week without fighting. When I got older, I let people tell me that my dad was too strict and that I should do this or do that and I did. That hurt our relationship so badly. Though I never told him I hated him, not talking to him for a couple weeks did about the same thing.

Now I'm trying to get it repaired but with me questioning my religion and going into sociology (he's a computer programmer) and being non republican... it seems like hes given up on me.

 

[Mavrikmind]

CDRaider, a parent never gives up. No matter what keep trying. Sometimes all we have are our parents. It takes guts to do what your doing and your doing a great job. Keep your chin up and remember it's worth it

 

[lizskid]

I have always felt a bit of guilt (more than a bit) in the fact that 11 years ago, I was going to be too busy after work to meet my mom for dinner when she was in town shopping, so she decided to shop in a town in the other direction. On her way home, she pulled into the path of a large van and the car was thrown a hundred feet down the road, she had to be cut out, and she died after 10 weeks of attempted treatment and rehab. She was SO injured, afraid and confused throughout that 10 weeks. Now, it appears she was having a stroke at the time that she had the accident, but I feel as if I had said yes when she called me, there might have been something someone could have done to help her with the stroke and she would have avoided the accident altogether. At the very least, she would not have been on THAT road at THAT time.

Also, the day after my father died 3 1/2 years ago, I went to see my uncle after the trip to the funeral home office. He mentioned that he had vomited the night before, as we sat and talked about our loss, he was figiting unusually. He was found sitting dead at his kitchen table three days later. He had died the day after I was there, of cardiac arrest. Had I recognized that he had those symptoms, he might not have died. If I hadn't been caught up in my own loss, I might have avoided his loss. If I had been at my usual state of alertness, I would have seen it. I almost went to see him again a day before he was found, and didn't due to funeral home business, but I would have found him instead of his son. So many 'ifs".

 

[Mavrikmind]

The thing is, Life throws us all curve balls. Bad things happen to good people. Though we still can learn from these. One of the lessons we can learn is that every moment is precious. To be cherished. Sometimes without meaning to we forget in the course of a busy life to think about these things.
These curve balls are seldom fair, if we can release our guilt then we can learn to appreciate what and who we have in our lives.

 

[Hema]

Hema you are the biggest sweetheart... I just want to go to the Carribean and hug you!

I feel guilty because I let the ball drop between me and my dad. He and I had a very amazing relationship when it was just me and him all by ourselves in Germany. We did everything together and I remember those times as being so happy. Well now we can't go a week without fighting. When I got older, I let people tell me that my dad was too strict and that I should do this or do that and I did. That hurt our relationship so badly. Though I never told him I hated him, not talking to him for a couple weeks did about the same thing.

Now I'm trying to get it repaired but with me questioning my religion and going into sociology (he's a computer programmer) and being non republican... it seems like hes given up on me.

Shhhhhhh! Hey you're ruining my thug-like bad girl image. Just joking. Me, who's scared of roaches -a thug. Hah!

Oh my! You are too kind. Aww shucks. You're a darling yourself. I sort of went through something similar with my daddy, but we're good now. He is very-overprotective and very old-fashioned (not a good combination). However, my daddy, just like most daddies, try to protect their daughters and are very protective of them. I'm sure if my dad knew better he would have done so but he did the best that he could and he did everything he thought was best for me. You will only have one father (besides God of course). Give him a big hug, cry if you want to, pour your heart out to him and tell him that you miss him. Tell him that you want your daddy back. Bring up some good moments that you shared (especially when you were little) to soften him up a bit. Some dads can try to be tough but inside they're softies. Whenever my dad made me sad I tried my best to hide my fellings, but if I started to cry or if my mom told him that I was crying, he would soften up and give in a bit.