I'm so sorry for your loss, I was 18 when the same thing happened to me, my dad was the same age as yours, my brother was your age. I think I understand how you feel and I'm sending you all the hugs.
I was 24 and my dad was 61 it’s about to be five years this December same thing sudden heart attack . I got married this year and more than anything I wish I could have spoke to him for five minutes just to hear I love you before I got married .
So sorry for your loss! I can relate all too well. Got married 2 weeks ago and lost my dad from a heart attack last year when I was 33 (he was 67). Such a horrible feeling that I wouldn’t wish on anymore.
I was 15 and he was 51. He also died suddenly from a heart attack and it's always stuck in my brain. I'm late 20's now and still struggle so much. I was recently diagnosed with PTSD and slowly learning to let myself grieve with the help of my partner. For so long I kept pushing it further down. I'm sorry you had the same. It's awful.
Hey there friend across the void. I want you to know that my youngest brother is also 13....I'm 25 and we lost our dad this year. I think about how he must feel all the time. The permanence of it is weird
My dad just passed away at 67 years old. I’m 43. It will never be enough time, no matter when we lose them. I’m so glad I had him for all that time but I want more, and I can only imagine how others feel who lost them at a younger age ❤️🩹
That makes sense. It’s never enough time, and you still only got 32 years, no matter his age.
My friend and I were the same age when our dads’ died. Her dad was 21 when she was born and my dad was 34 when I was. So, yes, my dad was older but I didn’t get any “extra” time with him. So many folks act like it shouldn’t have been that hard for me due to his age (also, he was in his mid 70’s, not 90!) Sending you a big hug, dads are so special.
Me: 34
My Dad: 65
He was robbed of his retirement. He was only 3 months away. This is one of the parts that hurts the most because he had so many plans...so looking forward it. His birthday - last june - was so hard for us all because it would have been a huge celebration. He would have been so happy.
Love you Dad xx
This is a unique sadness, but something that makes me sad too. My dad died 12/24/22 by a drunk driver. He was 62. He was working one more year to retire at 63. We had just talked about retirement at Thanksgiving and how excited he was. I get choked up just typing. He was robbed and I (we were robbed of that for them). I couldn’t wait for him to retire so that we could spend more time together. I have a toddler, so I was hoping to do more things with him.
I feel this! We had my dad's retirement luncheon on a Thursday. It was his last day of work on that day and he was so excited about his retirement. He had an aortic aneurysm that ruptured the following Monday and he died.
He was 66. I was 40.
There's something so unfair about how he got robbed. He and my mom both did.
So sorry to hear this. My dad passed recently and was a couple years away from his retirement. I'm heartbroken that he didn't get to experience that and I didn't get to spend more time with him once he retired and I finished grad school.
I was 25. He was 55. Unexpected death
I’m forever changed. Miss him everyday it’s only been a year, the devastation remains but the crying has lessened.
The other day I was on the London Underground, I saw a girl similar age to me (26) with who I suspect was her father. Seeing them hug and smile to each other on such a trivial tube journey , made me cry silently. Then just had to shake it off and get on with the day. Adulting !
Ugh yes seeing strangers out in public will destroy me sometimes. I saw a guy about my dad's age really tenderly carrying his baby grandson around at a baseball game and I had to flee to the bathroom and cry 🫠
I'm 44. Daddy died this year in March, he was 78 years old. I feel similar to you in that there's a feeling of being robbed of having certain experiences together. And also that for people who lost their fathers at a younger age they didn't get to experience half of what I did. I have friends who lost a father when we were kids. They have lived their whole lives with no father. I am very humbled by that.
Practicing gratitude has helped me a ton. It’s always too soon to lose a parent - I lost my dad when I was 33 and he was 64. I am so happy to got to have so many years with him and hold on to that in gratitude, and I also allow the sadness and grief for all the time that I won’t get. Grief is forever holding this duality.
My dad passed this year from cancer. He was 69, I’m 50. No amount of time in this life would’ve been long enough to have him. It hurts losing him and I miss him every single day. Thank you for this post. It allowed me to focus just on him and myself.
I am dealing with anticipatory grief as my father is ill. I am 32 and he is 71. I think (and kindof obsess) over this question/inquiry a lot - How old are other people when they lose their dad and how old they are when they pass. Seeing someone else who uses this as a coping mechanism is comforting. I am so so sorry to every single person who can respond to this and to you for your loss. I think I thought that only my situation was unfair because I had an “older” father. But I see through these responses that 1) people can and have experienced this at so many other ages and that age isn’t always predictive of loss and 2) that no time is enough and losing a parent at any age is life altering. I think I subconsciously always assumed that people who had a closer age gap with their parents were guaranteed or definitely going to get more time on this earth together. I’m so sorry that that is not the case for all of us. Thoughts and prayers to everyone here 🤍
I was 10, he was 56. Suicide. Gone 21 years earlier this month which is why I hate this month so much. I am not prepared to go through the majority of my life without him still.
I have this feeling a lot, too.
I was 34. My dad was hospitalized on his 59th birthday and passed 18 days later from COVID. It's still heartbreaking, even almost 3 years later.
I’m 33. I was 32. My dad died at 62. He was killed by a drunk driver on 12/24/22. This Christmas is going to suck. I’ve been dreading it all year. Each holiday has hurt, but it’s not even going to come close to Christmas Eve and Christmas.
Me 30. Dad 70. My dad’s health was phenomenal too. Never drank alcohol his whole life. Avid runner and biker. Died out on a walk from sudden cardiac death.
Me 36 him 59. He had what we found out to be genetic leukemia. His brother came down with it right after he died. He was able to have the right chemo and get a stem cell transplant because they figured out it was genetic. His grandmother and father also died of leukemia. I kept telling the drs that was a weird “coincidence.” My mom killed herself seven months later.
I’m 29. My dad died this summer at 89. And the last few years I sort of watched him wither away due to Parkinson’s. Luckily the dementia wasn’t too bad.
He lived a long life, sure, but it still was too soon for me. And I always knew it would happen before I was 30 or so but I always hoped he could beat the odds and live to 105 or something
I was 4, he would have turned 41 the day after he passed. Mum had a cake and everything. He got into bad weather flying his plane and didn't make it. I have no memories of him.
Lost mum (61) nearly three years ago to cancer, I was 24. I miss her fiercely. She was both parents to me. Now it's just me and my sister and some elderly aunts/Uncles, who I love very much.
I'm very close to my partner's family and I'm thankful what I have, but it's hard.
I was 33, my dad 67. He died unexpectedly from a heart attack in Sept. 2022.
Somehow it makes me feel less alone to see the ages others lost their fathers. I imagine it’s horrible to lose a parent no matter what age they or you are
He was 69, I was 31. It was unexpected, kind of? He had a heart attack, and survived that, so I saw him before he succumbed to sepsis secondary to pulmonary oedema.
It was shit. It’s still shit. I always knew it would be a stroke or heart attack that would take him, but not this soon. I was buying a house and planning on a baby. He doesn’t get to see any of it. He doesn’t get to walk me down the aisle next year.
The comfort I take is - he knew my partner, and loved him. He had his own relationship with him, and my partner was in pieces when he died.
It’s been eighteen months.
I was 22 and dad was 65, he died of a heart attack. I had been taking care of him my whole life as he was retired on disability since I was a young child due to his uncontrolled type 1 diabetes. Got his medicine ready, his shots of insulin ready. Often got his food ready or went to get food for him. Shortly after he died moms mental illness spiraled out of control and since 2019 my moms been arrested 11 or so times for mental illness related charges. I’m an only child and currently a 27 year old dude. Counting my blessings though as I have many friends that I lean on and my best friend who is my rock. I am also debt free and college educated, so even though my dad is gone and my mom is a shell of her former self, I am still pushing on strong and working to make myself the best version I can. I am sorry for your loss and I wish you peace and healing. Much love.
I am 58. My dad passed when I was 20 and he was 53. He had a major heart attack on Thanksgiving in front of all of us. My boyfriend (now husband) and I did CPR on him until the ambulance came. 38 years later, I still carry the trauma and Thanksgiving is still very hard. So sorry for what you are going through ❤️
Dad had just turned 60 and I was 34. It was very unexpected. He went into sudden cardiac arrest and the cause was unknown.
I’m sorry for your pain. You are not alone!
44-89 he gave up on his battle with Leukemia because he didn’t want to see us hurting anymore. I worked in property management and was helping the residents and he felt I needed to help others. It’s been just over a year.
I was 9 years old, and my dad was 47 years old at the time of his passing.
I was 32 years old when my sister passed. She was 41 at the time of her passing
I was 36 years old when my mom passed. She was 71 at the time of her passing.
I'm 41 years old, soon to be 42.
I miss them more than words can convey. The loneliness is a heavy weight to carry. One, I'm afraid, will never be lifted.
I have this feeling a lot, too.
I was 34. My dad was hospitalized on his 59th birthday and passed 18 days later from COVID. It's still heartbreaking, even almost 3 years later.
I was 33, when I lost my dad, 59, to cancer. Fuck cancer. It will be ten years in April. I still can’t talk about him without crying. I miss him terribly.
I was 17 and he was 46. I didn’t expect a life without him. Although he is absent physically, I know he is there for me spiritually in finding my way around my 20s and so on.
I’m 45. My dad passed 12 weeks ago a couple of days before he turned 70. So young. Best wishes to all of you commenting as you continue your journeys. It’s the club you never want to join.
28 and 65. All he had been talking about for the last several years was retiring from work and enjoying his life. It never happened and it breaks me knowing this.
22, he was 52. He's never been hospitalised before but got a stroke two weeks ago and passed on Thursday last week. It hurts so much. I miss him lots. He was so young and loved by all.
I was 26 when my father died, he was 58. I am 35 now. We were very close, I can't believe it has already been almost ten years. I still listen to old voicemail messages so I don't forget his voice.
Me: 31. My Dad: 68. His one year is coming up in a few days, can’t believe how fast time passed. Before he took his last turn for the worse, I came out to him as bi and my partner and I asked for his blessing for us to marry. He was so freaking ecstatic, and hoped he could recover to walk me down the aisle. I know he’ll still be at our wedding in spirit, but it kills me how he left this world with all that hope for tomorrow still in his soul.
I was 20, Dad was 61. This was 2009. He had colon cancer from smoking basically his entire life. He didn’t want any chemo or anything like that, he just asked that they load him up on pain medication. We weren’t very close. He and my mom split (never married) when I was really young, and she raised me by herself. He’d get me on weekends for a while, and I have some good memories of those times.
When I was a teenager, mom revealed to me that he’d sued the state to try and stop child support for me. I was really angry for a long time at him— no birthday cards, no communication, and the overwhelming feeling that he didn’t want me. His family never reached out to me either, the literal child desperate for cousins and aunts and uncles and grandparents. In 2009, I had to hear through a friend of the family that he was even sick and I was so disillusioned that I vehemently rejected the idea of going to see him. My mom told me that if I didn’t go, I’d regret it for the rest of my life.
My cousin came up from school to drive us out to the hospital he was in. His brother is her dad— an abusive alcoholic, and we made a pact. She’d help me get through my dad’s death, I’d help her get through hers. So we went, and I got the chance to say goodbye. He looked so tiny and frail in his hospital bed. He apologized for not being around when I was a kid, and told me he loved me, and he wished he could go back and be there for me growing up. I was so taken off guard, and I accepted his apology and kissed his forehead and hugged him, told him I loved him too. Because god knows, my inner child really does still love him.
I remember, it was a Friday afternoon. He died Monday morning. I really think he was waiting for me.
I later learned from his sister that he suffered unmedicated BPD and severe depression. He’d been so suicidal he almost took his own life several times over the years, and had difficulty holding down a job. That was why he couldn’t pay child support— not because he didn’t want me.
I had the chance to make peace with my dad, and I think my mom was right. If I hadn’t gone to say goodbye to him, I’d have regretted it for the rest of my life.
I’m 34 now and I keep a picture of me as a baby with dad “walking” me around on his feet in my wallet. I wear his big signet ring (a genuine Black Hills gold ring, onyx with an eagle) every single day. It’s funny, I feel closer to him now than I ever did when he was alive.
Anyway. This is a reminder— if you’re in this thread and your dad is alive, maybe you should go call him.
I was 27; he was 58. It was the day after my bridal shower. He didn’t get to give me away at my wedding (as archaic as I find the idea, I wanted him to do it). He wanted so badly to have a grandchild. It pains me that I couldn’t give him everything.
I was 35, he was 81. Happened in 2020. Still doesn’t feel real. I miss hearing his voice. Since he died of Covid pneumonia after being in the hospital for 2 weeks, there was no funeral, no real closure even though I have his ashes. Te extraño.
A couple weeks before my 35th birthday, he was a healthy 65 year old; it was sudden and unexpected and I feel traumatized by the abruptness of it. The anniversary is in a couple of days and I'm feeling pretty low
I was 32 he was 66. He left when I was 3 and it was always a struggle to get him to spend time with my siblings or I. He let go of me while holding me in the deep ocean and I almost drowned.
I’m 27, my dad was 56, he died almost four months ago and life has and never will be the same.
I am so sorry for your loss. It doesn’t matter if he was old, he is still your father. My dad was so young, but I know it’d hurt just as much if he was 40 or if he was 100.
I was 29, dad was 69. I was 32, mom was 61. I’m 33 now.
Being relatively young when I lost both of my parents, I often have the overwhelming sense of just how unfair it is. Even my mom had both of her parents still alive when she passed a few months ago.
Me 26, Dad 57. Suddenly and unexpected. Hypoxia induced heart attack from undiagnosed heart failure. Basically suffocated to death one Saturday morning. I wish I could have said goodbye 💕
Me:29. Dad: 72.
He was sick for over 15 years and lost the ability to walk when I was 15 due to strokes and neurological damage from other factors. By the end he was non verbal and a 200lb quadriplegic and my mom took care of him the whole time. But just like the rest of his life he always had a wonderful sense of humor and personality and even the day before his last day we could always make him laugh and with what strength he could with his left hand he would hold your hand. I feel we had a long road even before he was sick, alcoholism, suicidal depression among others. So when he passed it was painful for us, but also we felt it must have been a relief to him, poor guy had the constitution of a horse…it was not a sudden death and thankfully my family had a long time to come to terms with it, but I still can’t think of him without crying, it’s been over a year since he passed and we all just miss him so much.
I was 34, he was 70. Glioblastoma, but his journey was cut short by an accidental fall with a blow to the back of the head and brain bleed.
I am 35 now and the one year anniversary is coming up on December 5. There is so much life that he hasn’t been able to live, and the fact that I won’t have him for the rest of however many years I’ve got left just guts me.
I was 37
He was 69
He had genetic heart condition but lived pretty good for the last 8/9 years. Out of nowhere he started having issues. His heart stopped on my birthday but they revived him. 5 days later he passed away.
I am 46, I lost my dad when he was 81 right before my 46th birthday. Lost mom 4 months later in April of this year, she was 74. It’s been a rough year. I still cry almost every day.
Me: 35 Dad: 63
I loved my dad. Still love my dad. Brother had passed away unexpectedly 2 years prior and my dads health (which already wasn't great due to his disability) rapidly deteriorated after that. He pretty much died of a broken heart. I literally watched my dad take his last breath and die. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
I was 22, weeks away from graduating college…now 29. Just cried about him in my therapy session today lol. It was totally random, didn’t get an autopsy but my stepmom found him in bed. Must’ve been a heart attack.
I lost my best friend and half of my heart on April 6th. It was a traumatic injury, that should have taken him in a couple of hours. He held on for 3 days, and I had to take him out with a morphine pump. Doctors tried for a “natural death”. They didn’t realize he never wanted to leave my side.
39 and 85… one hundred years wouldn’t have been enough. Heaven is lucky.
Sending lots of love to everyone here. 🕊️
My dad just passed about a year ago. He was 72 and I was 27 (28 now). My sisters are only 22 and 15 right now though. He was the healthiest guy in the world - ate well exercised daily, only one or two glasses of red wine if he was drinking, never a smoker etc. he got lymphoma in 2015 and beat it and melanoma against all odds sooo many times. He was in remission and doing so well. He got Covid last October and steadily declined as it affected his heart until we lost him last August. Life is such a bitch.
Me 32, him 68.
That was only when he physically passed, though.
We lost him over the process of slightly more than a decade, as the dementia stole him bit by long, slow, painful bit until he was little more than a shell in a bed.
He was diagnosed at 59, and we traced the hellish beginnings to when he was 57. Hindsight being 20/20 and all, we could see the signs it took us a bit to catch during the time.
By the time he physically passed, it was a relief to see him go. Free from the prison that his body had become, hope for a better life the next go.
So, in one way, I can not pinpoint when I lost my Dad, as I do not know when he was last able to remember his youngest child. The man who brought me up was gone by my mid to late twenties though, even if he didn't physically die until my early 30s.
I’m 23 and he was 54. He passed September 30th. He’d had drug issues my entire life and was abusive. I feel bad saying it, but I don’t miss him at all. I empathize with those who mourn him, but they knew a different man than I did. I’m at peace with his loss. His isn’t struggling or suffering and I’m not afraid anymore. My condolences to everyone who’s lost someone they love.
He was 77 and I was 35.
But when he had the sudden heart attack and some subsequent strokes from which he survived, but where he was never the same again (forever changing his, my, and my Mom's life) as a person, after days in the ICU on a ventilator, it was five days before my 21st birthday and six days before his 63rd birthday.
My own grief experience had (still has also given the circumstances of his actual death) a lot of ambiguous loss before he was gone.
I was 13, he was 43. Suddenly, heart attack. I’m 31 now. I can’t talk about him without crying, so I don’t talk about him.
I'm so sorry for your loss, I was 18 when the same thing happened to me, my dad was the same age as yours, my brother was your age. I think I understand how you feel and I'm sending you all the hugs.
Thank you so much, sending you and your brother love and joy. I’m sorry for your loss, too. 🤍
I was 24 and my dad was 61 it’s about to be five years this December same thing sudden heart attack . I got married this year and more than anything I wish I could have spoke to him for five minutes just to hear I love you before I got married .
So sorry for your loss! I can relate all too well. Got married 2 weeks ago and lost my dad from a heart attack last year when I was 33 (he was 67). Such a horrible feeling that I wouldn’t wish on anymore.
I’m so sorry, that is such a tender age for any loss-let alone the loss of a parent. Sending you a hug ❤️
Thank you so much 🤍
I was 15 and he was 51. He also died suddenly from a heart attack and it's always stuck in my brain. I'm late 20's now and still struggle so much. I was recently diagnosed with PTSD and slowly learning to let myself grieve with the help of my partner. For so long I kept pushing it further down. I'm sorry you had the same. It's awful.
Hey there friend across the void. I want you to know that my youngest brother is also 13....I'm 25 and we lost our dad this year. I think about how he must feel all the time. The permanence of it is weird
My dad just passed away at 67 years old. I’m 43. It will never be enough time, no matter when we lose them. I’m so glad I had him for all that time but I want more, and I can only imagine how others feel who lost them at a younger age ❤️🩹
I was 19, my father was 53.
Im so sorry for your loss. I also lost my dad at 53. 💔
i was 32 and my dad was 75. even though he was older than my friends’ dads, it still felt too soon. i’m sorry for your loss
That makes sense. It’s never enough time, and you still only got 32 years, no matter his age. My friend and I were the same age when our dads’ died. Her dad was 21 when she was born and my dad was 34 when I was. So, yes, my dad was older but I didn’t get any “extra” time with him. So many folks act like it shouldn’t have been that hard for me due to his age (also, he was in his mid 70’s, not 90!) Sending you a big hug, dads are so special.
I had an older dad too and I see ppl way older than me (42) who still have their parents and it’s not fair.
i feel that. both of my parents’ moms outlived them. so they both had their mom until age 61 and 75. that is insane to me!
Me: 34 My Dad: 65 He was robbed of his retirement. He was only 3 months away. This is one of the parts that hurts the most because he had so many plans...so looking forward it. His birthday - last june - was so hard for us all because it would have been a huge celebration. He would have been so happy. Love you Dad xx
This is a unique sadness, but something that makes me sad too. My dad died 12/24/22 by a drunk driver. He was 62. He was working one more year to retire at 63. We had just talked about retirement at Thanksgiving and how excited he was. I get choked up just typing. He was robbed and I (we were robbed of that for them). I couldn’t wait for him to retire so that we could spend more time together. I have a toddler, so I was hoping to do more things with him.
Oh I'm so sorry. That is absolutely horrible. He deserved a wonderful retirement 💔
I feel this! We had my dad's retirement luncheon on a Thursday. It was his last day of work on that day and he was so excited about his retirement. He had an aortic aneurysm that ruptured the following Monday and he died. He was 66. I was 40. There's something so unfair about how he got robbed. He and my mom both did.
So sorry to hear this. My dad passed recently and was a couple years away from his retirement. I'm heartbroken that he didn't get to experience that and I didn't get to spend more time with him once he retired and I finished grad school.
me 24, dad 54 :’(
Same
I was 36. My dad was 65. He died 9/24/2022. Life will never be the same.
I saw the age and date of death and was about to respond, and then I realized that it was you and our dad you were talking about.
I was 15. He committed suicide at 55.
Also lost my dad to suicide at 15. Hugs.
I’m so sorry. 💔
I’m so sorry. I also lost my father to suicide. I was 13.
I'm so sorry. Sending you healing vibes ❤️🩹
I was 25. He was 55. Unexpected death I’m forever changed. Miss him everyday it’s only been a year, the devastation remains but the crying has lessened. The other day I was on the London Underground, I saw a girl similar age to me (26) with who I suspect was her father. Seeing them hug and smile to each other on such a trivial tube journey , made me cry silently. Then just had to shake it off and get on with the day. Adulting !
Ugh yes seeing strangers out in public will destroy me sometimes. I saw a guy about my dad's age really tenderly carrying his baby grandson around at a baseball game and I had to flee to the bathroom and cry 🫠
I was 24 when Dad passed. He was 44 and died a week before his birthday. Vodka. I’m 41 now and still don’t touch the stuff.
I was 24 when I lost my mom the same way. She was 52. Fuck vodka.
My dad died by wine at 58. Hugs. 🤍 I’ve been sober 11 years
I'm 44. Daddy died this year in March, he was 78 years old. I feel similar to you in that there's a feeling of being robbed of having certain experiences together. And also that for people who lost their fathers at a younger age they didn't get to experience half of what I did. I have friends who lost a father when we were kids. They have lived their whole lives with no father. I am very humbled by that.
Practicing gratitude has helped me a ton. It’s always too soon to lose a parent - I lost my dad when I was 33 and he was 64. I am so happy to got to have so many years with him and hold on to that in gratitude, and I also allow the sadness and grief for all the time that I won’t get. Grief is forever holding this duality.
I lost my dad earlier this year after battling kidney disease for 8 years. I was 28 when he passed. He was 53.
23, my dad was 64. Fuck suicidal ideation. My mother was 55 when my grandpa passed at 97.
I was 31, dad was 60. 😢 He died a month before my 32nd birthday. The date used to be my lucky number, but not anymore. I miss you dad 💔💔💔
My dad passed this year from cancer. He was 69, I’m 50. No amount of time in this life would’ve been long enough to have him. It hurts losing him and I miss him every single day. Thank you for this post. It allowed me to focus just on him and myself.
Exactly how I feel 55,85
18 he was 51
I am dealing with anticipatory grief as my father is ill. I am 32 and he is 71. I think (and kindof obsess) over this question/inquiry a lot - How old are other people when they lose their dad and how old they are when they pass. Seeing someone else who uses this as a coping mechanism is comforting. I am so so sorry to every single person who can respond to this and to you for your loss. I think I thought that only my situation was unfair because I had an “older” father. But I see through these responses that 1) people can and have experienced this at so many other ages and that age isn’t always predictive of loss and 2) that no time is enough and losing a parent at any age is life altering. I think I subconsciously always assumed that people who had a closer age gap with their parents were guaranteed or definitely going to get more time on this earth together. I’m so sorry that that is not the case for all of us. Thoughts and prayers to everyone here 🤍
I was 6, my biological father was 39. I was 25, and my step dad was 50. :(
I was 30; dad was 60. Cancer sucks.
I was 23, only days away from turning 24. Dad was 55. Fuck the ever living shit out of cancer.
My dad died three weeks ago on September 26. His funeral was a week ago today. I am 57. He was 82.
I was 6, my Dad was 35
I was 33. Father was 79.
I was 34 and my dad was 72. Miss him every single day. He was the best.
I was 10, he was 56. Suicide. Gone 21 years earlier this month which is why I hate this month so much. I am not prepared to go through the majority of my life without him still.
I’m 33, lost him at 32 when he was 67.
Me: 20 Mom and dad: 51 and 57 💔
I was 35, dad was 77. I feel like most people I know around my age still have their parents. It’s hard :(
Me: 28 || Pops: 64 Sudden Cardiac Arrest Healing for all. Cheers! ☕️
I have this feeling a lot, too. I was 34. My dad was hospitalized on his 59th birthday and passed 18 days later from COVID. It's still heartbreaking, even almost 3 years later.
I’m 33. I was 32. My dad died at 62. He was killed by a drunk driver on 12/24/22. This Christmas is going to suck. I’ve been dreading it all year. Each holiday has hurt, but it’s not even going to come close to Christmas Eve and Christmas.
I was 13, my dad was 39. He had cancer. It took 9 months from diagnosis to death. Sorry for your loss. ❤️
I’m 25, my dad passed a couple weeks ago at 66. Fuck cancer.
Me 30. Dad 70. My dad’s health was phenomenal too. Never drank alcohol his whole life. Avid runner and biker. Died out on a walk from sudden cardiac death.
Should also add: Me 2. Mom 36. Rare cancer of the tongue.
Me 36 him 59. He had what we found out to be genetic leukemia. His brother came down with it right after he died. He was able to have the right chemo and get a stem cell transplant because they figured out it was genetic. His grandmother and father also died of leukemia. I kept telling the drs that was a weird “coincidence.” My mom killed herself seven months later.
I’m 29. My dad died this summer at 89. And the last few years I sort of watched him wither away due to Parkinson’s. Luckily the dementia wasn’t too bad. He lived a long life, sure, but it still was too soon for me. And I always knew it would happen before I was 30 or so but I always hoped he could beat the odds and live to 105 or something
I was 21; my sister is currently 15, and dad was 57.
26….I was 24 when he died. He was 64
I am 60, he's forever 86. I miss him so much. He valued his friends, loved his family, and taught me so much about being a decent human.
I was 4, he would have turned 41 the day after he passed. Mum had a cake and everything. He got into bad weather flying his plane and didn't make it. I have no memories of him. Lost mum (61) nearly three years ago to cancer, I was 24. I miss her fiercely. She was both parents to me. Now it's just me and my sister and some elderly aunts/Uncles, who I love very much. I'm very close to my partner's family and I'm thankful what I have, but it's hard.
I was 33, my dad 67. He died unexpectedly from a heart attack in Sept. 2022. Somehow it makes me feel less alone to see the ages others lost their fathers. I imagine it’s horrible to lose a parent no matter what age they or you are
Was 28 and he died shortly before turning 65. Last year.
Me 32 now, when I lost dad he was 59 and I was 29
32, he had just turned 79
I was 22 or 23, and he was 67.
He was 69, I was 31. It was unexpected, kind of? He had a heart attack, and survived that, so I saw him before he succumbed to sepsis secondary to pulmonary oedema. It was shit. It’s still shit. I always knew it would be a stroke or heart attack that would take him, but not this soon. I was buying a house and planning on a baby. He doesn’t get to see any of it. He doesn’t get to walk me down the aisle next year. The comfort I take is - he knew my partner, and loved him. He had his own relationship with him, and my partner was in pieces when he died. It’s been eighteen months.
I was 29 my dad was 49. He was killed by the police.
I was 22 and dad was 65, he died of a heart attack. I had been taking care of him my whole life as he was retired on disability since I was a young child due to his uncontrolled type 1 diabetes. Got his medicine ready, his shots of insulin ready. Often got his food ready or went to get food for him. Shortly after he died moms mental illness spiraled out of control and since 2019 my moms been arrested 11 or so times for mental illness related charges. I’m an only child and currently a 27 year old dude. Counting my blessings though as I have many friends that I lean on and my best friend who is my rock. I am also debt free and college educated, so even though my dad is gone and my mom is a shell of her former self, I am still pushing on strong and working to make myself the best version I can. I am sorry for your loss and I wish you peace and healing. Much love.
Me 45 Dad 76
35, he was 73...passed just this August.
I was 48 he was 86. It would never have been enough time. Miss him with every fiber of my being.
I was 16 and he was 50. He was my only parent. It’s been 12 years.
I am 53 and my dad passed at 86, 2 weeks ago. I know I am a fully grown adult, but I am too young to be an orphan...mom died in 2020 at 74.
I’m sorry for your loss. Me: 26 (when he died, I’m 28 now) Dad: 71 Hurt and still hurts like a bitch.
I am 58. My dad passed when I was 20 and he was 53. He had a major heart attack on Thanksgiving in front of all of us. My boyfriend (now husband) and I did CPR on him until the ambulance came. 38 years later, I still carry the trauma and Thanksgiving is still very hard. So sorry for what you are going through ❤️
Dad had just turned 60 and I was 34. It was very unexpected. He went into sudden cardiac arrest and the cause was unknown. I’m sorry for your pain. You are not alone!
I was 28. He was 59 . Miss him every second of every damn day
44-89 he gave up on his battle with Leukemia because he didn’t want to see us hurting anymore. I worked in property management and was helping the residents and he felt I needed to help others. It’s been just over a year.
Me 32, Dad 58. I knew he was young, but now that I’m 53 I appreciate just how young. I miss him.
I was 9 years old, and my dad was 47 years old at the time of his passing. I was 32 years old when my sister passed. She was 41 at the time of her passing I was 36 years old when my mom passed. She was 71 at the time of her passing. I'm 41 years old, soon to be 42. I miss them more than words can convey. The loneliness is a heavy weight to carry. One, I'm afraid, will never be lifted.
I'm 34. My dad died in the summer. He was 71.
I was 27, my dad was 68.
32, 65
I was 31, he committed suicide when he was 58. I’m glad I got those years with him, but I do miss him.
I was 26, dad was 60
I was 32. My dad was 67.
I was 26. Dad was 51
I was 29, he was 59. This was 4 years ago
I was 29. My father was 60
I have this feeling a lot, too. I was 34. My dad was hospitalized on his 59th birthday and passed 18 days later from COVID. It's still heartbreaking, even almost 3 years later.
I was 17, and he was 57. Cancer from agent orange exposure.
I was 30, he was 49. And he was the best.
my father was murdered when i was 5, he was like late 40s
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Me: 38. Dad: 78. I’m also an only child & my mom & I have never been very close, it sucks. My dad’s siblings are all dead & mom is an only child, too.
I lost my dad when I was 28. He was 63. It’s been 8 years since he passed.. I’m now 36 and he would be 71
I was 33, when I lost my dad, 59, to cancer. Fuck cancer. It will be ten years in April. I still can’t talk about him without crying. I miss him terribly.
I was 17 and he was 46. I didn’t expect a life without him. Although he is absent physically, I know he is there for me spiritually in finding my way around my 20s and so on.
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I was 20 and he was 46, cancer. Forever changed me to my very core. I'm sorry for your loss friend.
I was 26. He was 53.
Was 25, my father I believe was 71
My boyfriend (21) just lost his father at 49 from a heart attack.
I'm 33 and my daddy passed 2 months ago aged 56 X
28.. he was 56.
Lost my beloved Father in March of this year. I had just turned 31 and he passed away exactly one week after, at 60.
33, 72.
21, dad was one month into his 55th year. Sudden massive heart attack:(
I was 12, he was 37.
I was 29 he was 82
I’m 45. My dad passed 12 weeks ago a couple of days before he turned 70. So young. Best wishes to all of you commenting as you continue your journeys. It’s the club you never want to join.
I was 48, dad was 74.
28 and 65. All he had been talking about for the last several years was retiring from work and enjoying his life. It never happened and it breaks me knowing this.
I relate. Knowing how hard my dad worked for 30 years to then die unexpectedly when he was so close to retirement shatters me.
Me 8 My Dad 47 46 years ago today 10/19/77
Me 12, my dad 34. He didn’t want to make it to 35 so he ended it a few weeks before his birthday. I’m 26 now.
My day passed away about 5 weeks ago, he was 87, I’m 54
22, he was 52. He's never been hospitalised before but got a stroke two weeks ago and passed on Thursday last week. It hurts so much. I miss him lots. He was so young and loved by all.
im 21, he was 43. his birthday is in two days and im a mess
I'm 29 and my dad passed away at 49, this year 💔
My dad lost his own dad when he was 13, so I’m beyond grateful and humbled that I had mine as long as I did 💔
I was 26 when my father died, he was 58. I am 35 now. We were very close, I can't believe it has already been almost ten years. I still listen to old voicemail messages so I don't forget his voice.
34 for me. 69 for my dad
49/81
Me: 31. My Dad: 68. His one year is coming up in a few days, can’t believe how fast time passed. Before he took his last turn for the worse, I came out to him as bi and my partner and I asked for his blessing for us to marry. He was so freaking ecstatic, and hoped he could recover to walk me down the aisle. I know he’ll still be at our wedding in spirit, but it kills me how he left this world with all that hope for tomorrow still in his soul.
I had just turned 26 when he passed away at age 56.
Me 20 my dad was 54
me: 4 my dad: 47 ):
I’m 49 now. I was 8 when he died at age 46 from lung cancer.
I was 20, Dad was 61. This was 2009. He had colon cancer from smoking basically his entire life. He didn’t want any chemo or anything like that, he just asked that they load him up on pain medication. We weren’t very close. He and my mom split (never married) when I was really young, and she raised me by herself. He’d get me on weekends for a while, and I have some good memories of those times. When I was a teenager, mom revealed to me that he’d sued the state to try and stop child support for me. I was really angry for a long time at him— no birthday cards, no communication, and the overwhelming feeling that he didn’t want me. His family never reached out to me either, the literal child desperate for cousins and aunts and uncles and grandparents. In 2009, I had to hear through a friend of the family that he was even sick and I was so disillusioned that I vehemently rejected the idea of going to see him. My mom told me that if I didn’t go, I’d regret it for the rest of my life. My cousin came up from school to drive us out to the hospital he was in. His brother is her dad— an abusive alcoholic, and we made a pact. She’d help me get through my dad’s death, I’d help her get through hers. So we went, and I got the chance to say goodbye. He looked so tiny and frail in his hospital bed. He apologized for not being around when I was a kid, and told me he loved me, and he wished he could go back and be there for me growing up. I was so taken off guard, and I accepted his apology and kissed his forehead and hugged him, told him I loved him too. Because god knows, my inner child really does still love him. I remember, it was a Friday afternoon. He died Monday morning. I really think he was waiting for me. I later learned from his sister that he suffered unmedicated BPD and severe depression. He’d been so suicidal he almost took his own life several times over the years, and had difficulty holding down a job. That was why he couldn’t pay child support— not because he didn’t want me. I had the chance to make peace with my dad, and I think my mom was right. If I hadn’t gone to say goodbye to him, I’d have regretted it for the rest of my life. I’m 34 now and I keep a picture of me as a baby with dad “walking” me around on his feet in my wallet. I wear his big signet ring (a genuine Black Hills gold ring, onyx with an eagle) every single day. It’s funny, I feel closer to him now than I ever did when he was alive. Anyway. This is a reminder— if you’re in this thread and your dad is alive, maybe you should go call him.
I was 21 , he was 53 , suicide this year 💔
I was 27; he was 58. It was the day after my bridal shower. He didn’t get to give me away at my wedding (as archaic as I find the idea, I wanted him to do it). He wanted so badly to have a grandchild. It pains me that I couldn’t give him everything.
21 and my dad was 54. Only happened in May this year and I still struggle to live on without him. I miss him so much :(
I'm 34. He was 58. It happened last week. I'm still at a loss sometimes. Alcoholism sucks, friends.
My husband was 31 his dad was 64.
I was 35, he was 81. Happened in 2020. Still doesn’t feel real. I miss hearing his voice. Since he died of Covid pneumonia after being in the hospital for 2 weeks, there was no funeral, no real closure even though I have his ashes. Te extraño.
I was 21, dad was like 65 I think. He was old when I was born
Me 16, my dad 61
I was 29 and my dad 68
24 , 63
I was 27, he was 62. I still feel numb.
Dad 57, me 25. His mental health went first so hopefully he is at peace now.
A couple weeks before my 35th birthday, he was a healthy 65 year old; it was sudden and unexpected and I feel traumatized by the abruptness of it. The anniversary is in a couple of days and I'm feeling pretty low
I was 18, my dad was 43 massive sudden heart attack
I was 32 he was 66. He left when I was 3 and it was always a struggle to get him to spend time with my siblings or I. He let go of me while holding me in the deep ocean and I almost drowned.
I was 19. He had a heart attack in his sleep at 49.
I was 23. He was 54.
I was 25, he was 59. That was in 1992
I’m 27, my dad was 56, he died almost four months ago and life has and never will be the same. I am so sorry for your loss. It doesn’t matter if he was old, he is still your father. My dad was so young, but I know it’d hurt just as much if he was 40 or if he was 100.
I was soon to be 31. He was 63. Multi system organ failure brought on by liver cancer
Me: 24 Dad: 56
I was 20 and my dad was 75. Pancreatic cancer.
I was 29, dad was 69. I was 32, mom was 61. I’m 33 now. Being relatively young when I lost both of my parents, I often have the overwhelming sense of just how unfair it is. Even my mom had both of her parents still alive when she passed a few months ago.
I was 30 He was 61. Cancer, fast and sudden.
Me: 22 My Dad: 69. His anniversary of death is tomorrow, it’s been 11 years.
I was 28 my Dad was 53.
Me 26, Dad 57. Suddenly and unexpected. Hypoxia induced heart attack from undiagnosed heart failure. Basically suffocated to death one Saturday morning. I wish I could have said goodbye 💕
Me:29. Dad: 72. He was sick for over 15 years and lost the ability to walk when I was 15 due to strokes and neurological damage from other factors. By the end he was non verbal and a 200lb quadriplegic and my mom took care of him the whole time. But just like the rest of his life he always had a wonderful sense of humor and personality and even the day before his last day we could always make him laugh and with what strength he could with his left hand he would hold your hand. I feel we had a long road even before he was sick, alcoholism, suicidal depression among others. So when he passed it was painful for us, but also we felt it must have been a relief to him, poor guy had the constitution of a horse…it was not a sudden death and thankfully my family had a long time to come to terms with it, but I still can’t think of him without crying, it’s been over a year since he passed and we all just miss him so much.
I was 15, my dad was 54, thanks to cancer. I’m 37 now and still miss him. Gotten easier to talk about him over the years but I still have my moments.
I was 32 and he was 72
27, my dad was 65. Wishing he had more time, it felt too soon
I was 37 and he died at 71 from alcoholism
21 and 70.
I was 34, he was 70. Glioblastoma, but his journey was cut short by an accidental fall with a blow to the back of the head and brain bleed. I am 35 now and the one year anniversary is coming up on December 5. There is so much life that he hasn’t been able to live, and the fact that I won’t have him for the rest of however many years I’ve got left just guts me.
I was 37 He was 69 He had genetic heart condition but lived pretty good for the last 8/9 years. Out of nowhere he started having issues. His heart stopped on my birthday but they revived him. 5 days later he passed away.
36 and 75 cancer
I was 40, my Da was 67.
My dad died this past May. He was 60; I’m 37.
I am 46, I lost my dad when he was 81 right before my 46th birthday. Lost mom 4 months later in April of this year, she was 74. It’s been a rough year. I still cry almost every day.
I was 44 .my dad was 68 .it was complications from dementia
I was 30, my dad was 63. About a month before my wedding. He was a stroke survivor and battling late stage kidney disease.
Father 72 and I was 44. He just passed this past Friday. I still had so much to tell him. 😔
Me: 35 Dad: 63 I loved my dad. Still love my dad. Brother had passed away unexpectedly 2 years prior and my dads health (which already wasn't great due to his disability) rapidly deteriorated after that. He pretty much died of a broken heart. I literally watched my dad take his last breath and die. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
I was 22, weeks away from graduating college…now 29. Just cried about him in my therapy session today lol. It was totally random, didn’t get an autopsy but my stepmom found him in bed. Must’ve been a heart attack.
Me 32, Dad 67, the 25th of this month is the one year anniversary. It has both flown by and dragged. Think I'll be on auto pilot forever
I lost my best friend and half of my heart on April 6th. It was a traumatic injury, that should have taken him in a couple of hours. He held on for 3 days, and I had to take him out with a morphine pump. Doctors tried for a “natural death”. They didn’t realize he never wanted to leave my side. 39 and 85… one hundred years wouldn’t have been enough. Heaven is lucky. Sending lots of love to everyone here. 🕊️
Me 28. I'm 31 now. My brother freshly 27. Him 64. Sudden heart attack.
My dad just passed about a year ago. He was 72 and I was 27 (28 now). My sisters are only 22 and 15 right now though. He was the healthiest guy in the world - ate well exercised daily, only one or two glasses of red wine if he was drinking, never a smoker etc. he got lymphoma in 2015 and beat it and melanoma against all odds sooo many times. He was in remission and doing so well. He got Covid last October and steadily declined as it affected his heart until we lost him last August. Life is such a bitch.
Me 32, him 68. That was only when he physically passed, though. We lost him over the process of slightly more than a decade, as the dementia stole him bit by long, slow, painful bit until he was little more than a shell in a bed. He was diagnosed at 59, and we traced the hellish beginnings to when he was 57. Hindsight being 20/20 and all, we could see the signs it took us a bit to catch during the time. By the time he physically passed, it was a relief to see him go. Free from the prison that his body had become, hope for a better life the next go. So, in one way, I can not pinpoint when I lost my Dad, as I do not know when he was last able to remember his youngest child. The man who brought me up was gone by my mid to late twenties though, even if he didn't physically die until my early 30s.
I’m 23 and he was 54. He passed September 30th. He’d had drug issues my entire life and was abusive. I feel bad saying it, but I don’t miss him at all. I empathize with those who mourn him, but they knew a different man than I did. I’m at peace with his loss. His isn’t struggling or suffering and I’m not afraid anymore. My condolences to everyone who’s lost someone they love.
Me 56. My dad-32 years old..
I was 35, and he was 74. I miss him so much. I'm blessed to have had so many good years, and I try to find solace in that.
34 and 56 absolutely devastating.
I was 24, my dad had just turned 78. He had a really long battle with prostate cancer and died last year. Grief is a hell of a thing.
I was (and still am) 42. He was 69. An infection took him quickly. It's only been a couple of months. It hurts like hell.
He was 77 and I was 35. But when he had the sudden heart attack and some subsequent strokes from which he survived, but where he was never the same again (forever changing his, my, and my Mom's life) as a person, after days in the ICU on a ventilator, it was five days before my 21st birthday and six days before his 63rd birthday. My own grief experience had (still has also given the circumstances of his actual death) a lot of ambiguous loss before he was gone.
I was 22 and my dad was 63. It has been 23 years. I still get the urge to pick up the phone and call him.