Does it get any easier.. yes. but i would trade everything I have for just one more day with him…
October 9,1997. went to school like any other day. but my brothers and I were picked up early from school. Excited and nervous at the same time. Where are we going. then we arrived. The hospital… what now… We were brought to a room where we were told that our father only had 24hrs to live… no… I laughed. you said this before. months ago that his time was short. no.no.no.
We each took turns visiting him in his hospital bed. he leaned in and gave me a big hug and told me that he loved me so much and he wants to be with us. and that I will always be his little princess..
He did not want to die in a hospital so we brought him home. Everyone came to visit. I remember sooo many people over to say goodbye. Then it was out turn. My siblings and I went in the living room where he prayed with us one last time…. and we said goodbye… How do you say goodbye forever…
I was told to go to bed and not come out… I was angry I wanted to be with him. I slept so hard that night.
I awoke got dressed for school. then opened my bedroom door… the air was thick. and unbearable. i knew. i knew. he was gone..
I just remember falling to the ground my chest so heavy. I couldn’t breathe. that feeling will always haunt me….
The cancer got him…. I hate cancer. more than anything….
But i have a peace knowing he is happy. and well.. basking in the presence of God…
HERE’S TO YOU FRANK CHARLES JACKSON. I love you. I miss you more than anything. I will see you again…
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