My Dad

i was 17 years old when i came home one day to be told my dad had died.
he had bowel cancer that has spread, although i new he was very ill he had insisted that no-one told me he had cancer and was going to die.
I suppose deep down i knew, but was very angry i had been kept in the dark.
i idolised my dad, and being the youngest i was a real daddy's girl so was absolutely devestated.
I wouldn't accept he had gone and didn't grieve properly which i think has affected the rest of my life.
its been nearly 22 years since his death and still feels raw like it was yesterday.
claire1404 claire1404
36-40, F
Aug 4, 2012