I Haven't Gotten Over the Experience.

Mom came into the house and went to check on Dad, who hadn't been feeling well for a few days.  She said his name a few times, then began yelling.  I ran into the bedroom to find my lifeless father lying in bed.  I screamed for Mom to call 911 as I began CPR.  The paramedics came, virtually did nothing, and whisked him away in the ambulance.  Mom and I ran to the car and followed, nearly being hit by a train on the way to the hospital.  It all happened so fast.  I will never forget that day.  I will never forget the sounds as I gave it my all to save the man I loved the most in my life.  I wouldn't wish that experience on my worst enemy. 
Every year, there are two dates that I cannot keep myself from crying.  His birthday and the day he left us for a better place.  One of those dates is coming up quick.  It's been ten years and I can't get over it.  It plays in my head while I'm sleeping and sometimes when I'm awake.
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26-30, F
Jun 21, 2007