Lost my Love

Lost my Love on June 23,2008 he decided that it was time for him to say Goodbye. My lost love was my Dad. For me he gave me love like no other he held my hands and made me feel safe, kissed me on my forehead to offer security. That was my dad he was a strong dapper man. He instilled in me that I was beautiful and to love me first and all the other love will follow. When I needed encouragement he offered it to me. He would always say to me " Be strong hold your head up don't let nothing or no one stop you from believing that what you set your mind to is worth fighting to far." I had the pleasure of being raised with both parents. We had our fun times and we also seen sum hard times, but true it all we remembered to share love. My dad was surely the disciplinarian in the house. He layed the laws and he made sure they were kept. Me and my dad didn't always get around I thought he was the meanest person and always believed that everything had to solved with a spanking. For me it was so unfair because I had to take all the licks seeing as I was the only child.
When I had my first child my dad was so upset to hear that I was having a baby, but when my son was born my dad feel in love with him as if he was his own son. I looked at my dad in a whole new light he showed my son so much love. He made sure he feed him and took him for walks people would say to me we say your dad walking your son this morning again. As my daughter came he did the same with her he nurtured my kids. He thought them about themselves and believing in themselves. So love we knew and love I shared with my kids.
The day my dad left this earth I had recently moved to Orlando and I use to call my parents every weekend to talk to them. When I called my mom said my dad wasn't feeling well I asked to speak to him and we spoke I asked him what was happening and he explained the pain as gas. Little did we know that would be the last nite that we saw him my mom went and made him some tea as me and my dad stayed on the phone. Mom came and gave him the cup just a we had finished praying our lord prayer. He took the cup he drank the tea and next thing I no I heard the cup drop, my dad said he was going to lay down in the bed, my dad stayed and was having a heart attack and he took his last breathe as my mom stayed in the back asking him not to leave her here alone. On June 23,2008 is the day I Lost my Love. My Dad