Father’s Day 2015

“My father and best friend passed away when I was 17. Every time I go to a wedding or baby shower, every time I think about milestones in my life I realize over and over that my best friend won’t be here for any of them.”

That memory was shared by Laurin on the Hello Grief Facebook page this week — a thought that many people will encounter through Father’s Day weekend this year. Similar to Mother’s Day a few week’s ago, we collected some articles for you to check out for what will be a difficult day for many.

A Parent’s Most Difficult Task, Sacramento Bee
Remembering my dad honestly is far more useful as my own responsibilities as a father grow more challenging. Read more >

When Grief Darkens Father’s Day, mlive.com
As Father’s Day approaches, not everyone is wondering about whether to get Dad a goofy tie or a fishing lure. Many are wondering how they will get through the day as they mourn for the loss of their father. Read more >

How to Help Bereaved Dads, Huffington Post
In breaking the silence around pregnancy and infant loss, we need to remember that men suffer loss too. Read more >

Every Day Is Father’s Day, Hello Grief archives
For many widows with children, Father’s Day creeps up and pounces on us. Sometimes we just anticipate it with dread – more glaring evidence of what we have lost. Read more >

Father’s Day Without Dad, Hello Grief archives
As an adult, I am now able to appreciate so much more the things that my dad did for me as a child that I was simply too young to recognize at the time. Read more >

 

2 Comments:

  1. Deborah said on June 25, 2015 at 7:32 am ... #

    I would like to celebrate Fathers Day and today my dads birthday on the 25th. He would of been 80 years old. I love and miss him so much. Happy Birthday daddy.

  2. anon said on June 25, 2015 at 4:13 pm ... #

    I wish I had more pictures of my dad, it recently occurred to me that I could barely remember what he looked like and he’s only been gone for a few years now. All I have is a black and white photo of him sitting at our kitchen table. I wish I could have one more day with him, his life ended as mine was starting, barely 18 years old when he died.

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