Goodbye Dad!

By: Roger L House

Goodbye Dad, is about my father-in-law who always loved to go out into the garage and tinker, and I loved going out to just shoot the breeze with him. We built a bond together that was as powerful as any father / son relationship could be. I never realized how powerful, until that day!

I heard a soft whisper that said “Roger I’m OK!” I didn’t understand it, but knew in my heart that I had to go to my in-laws house. I grabbed my daughter and told my wife in as calm a voice as I could muster, “Let’s go see your parents”

As we pulled up an ambulance pulled in behind us, I could feel my heart sink. The hair on my neck went straight up and angel bumps came over my entire body. I could feel myself engulfed by what felt like pure love. Holding back the tears, I told my wife that we would follow them to the hospital.

We were greeted at the emergency room, and told, he had had a heart attack and was being rushed to the operating room for emergency surgery to put a pace maker in. We were to wait in the waiting room and they would come when the pace maker was in and he was in recovery. Sitting in the waiting room felt like eternity, am I going to be able to say Goodbye Dad? But as I was sitting, there I again heard this whisper, so soft, so gentle, and so calming say “I’m leaving” I heard it repeatedly, than that pure love came over me again and I felt relief for the first time, knowing that my father-in-law was saying good-bye. I looked at the clock, it was 2:56 PM, and I spoke for the first time in the waiting room, saying, “He’s ok now; he’s in a better place.”

Just as I said those words, the doctor came in and said, “He’s gone! His heart exploded as we opened him up and there was nothing we could do!” I asked, what time did he die. The reply was 2:56 PM!

Why couldn't I have said goodbye Dad? Dad are you talking to me? Was that you telling me you’re leaving? Why are you leaving me?

My love for this man was so true, and so powerful, he was more than my father-in-law, through the years he became my Dad! My sorrow turned into rage, I became angry. I lost the only man that I could depend on. He left me, and I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye Dad!

That night we stayed at his house to keep my mother-in-law company. We stayed up stairs in the attic bedroom. I remember shutting off the lights climbing into bed, not knowing that my life would change completely that night.

I heard my father-in-law whistling his favorite tune as I could see him floating up the enclosed stairwell to come and talk to me. I thought I was dreaming until he sat at the edge of my bed placing his hand on my heart. I felt that pure love and I knew what he wanted to say. We just sat there for a while, than that soft whisper said, “You are loved!” I could feel my anger leave, I could feel the love he had for me, and I knew it was a perfect place where he was going.

Right after he had left, I asked if he could show me a sign that he was truly there and that he did love me. I asked if at his funeral he would have the little finger on his right hand as far away from the rest of his hand as possible as I would know he was there.

The day of the funeral, I couldn’t look, what if I was making it up. What if he really didn’t come to me in bed, what if he didn’t release my fear and anger, and shower me with love. Could I ever live happily again?

I was to afraid to look so I asked a close friend to look at his hands and tell me what she saw, but first I told her what sign I asked for. As she was walking towards me, she was crying, and instead of saying anything, she just hugged me, finally she said, “Go see for yourself”

As I got closer to him, I could feel that pure love again, and as I looked at him I could feel the angel bumps over my entire body, I felt him at my side with the biggest smile, almost like laughter. As I looked at his hands not only was his right hand little finger away from the rest of his hand, but so was his left hand little finger, a sight that has stayed with me to this day. Both of his little fingers were so far away that it was almost as if they both were detached from his hands. I then felt a gentle kiss on my forehead, and a soft voice that said "Good bye Roger"

Goodbye Dad, I Love You! This story is one of the many angel stories that I have personally experienced. Goodbye Dad is one of my personal stories that has a soft spot in my heart. When I said goodbye dad to my father-in-law I knew at that point I would never have to worry again. He helped me in so many ways and in writing this story I feel full of love.

Maybe you need to say goodbye dad yourself? Or just release the story within yourself that will help you feel free?

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