K0rN_b4LL
[14] Master
what is REP?
R.I.P. Thread
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DeathWarden
[09] Warrior
RIP to my great grandmother, and sadly enough, my grandpa will pass away soon as well. I'm not religious at all, but in honor to them, they are at peace with God now.
VWBF
[09] Warrior
Rest in Peace to my Uncle Jimmy, this Christmas won't be the same. It'll definitely be less funny :( .
Hot Rod Dave
"Saucy saucy minx"
RIP my homey Davey Jones of the Monkees.
for those youngins that dont know. The Monkees were a skit type TV show in the 60's and 70's that broke out thier music careers.
HRD
for those youngins that dont know. The Monkees were a skit type TV show in the 60's and 70's that broke out thier music careers.
HRD
BlackDragon37
[12] Conqueror
Then I saw his face... Now I'm a bereaver.
Hot Rod Dave
"Saucy saucy minx"
RIP Dick Clark. I know your much better where you are now.
*pours 40 oz on curb for ones homies*
*pours 40 oz on curb for ones homies*
K0rN_b4LL
[14] Master
Mage
I'll make you submit!
It's terrible; everyone seems to be dying of cancer.
Cancer is the word I hate most in this world.
Cancer is the word I hate most in this world.
Soul
Valide Kösem Sultan
AIDs as well...
Ghengis_John
[13] Hero
So, I didn't wanna say anything as that would sort of "make it official"...
But it looks like my dad's gonna be dead before the week's up. He's already going to be moved to hospice tomorrow or the day after.
Went to the hospital, wasn't worried. He didn't even seem serious this time, he was just a little tired. Didn't even wait till he needed an ambulance or anything. Now, he's not responding to treatment and he's never coming home again.
If I ever have kids he'll never meet them. Heck he won't even make it to see The Avengers and he's been looking forward to it for two years now.
But it looks like my dad's gonna be dead before the week's up. He's already going to be moved to hospice tomorrow or the day after.
Went to the hospital, wasn't worried. He didn't even seem serious this time, he was just a little tired. Didn't even wait till he needed an ambulance or anything. Now, he's not responding to treatment and he's never coming home again.
If I ever have kids he'll never meet them. Heck he won't even make it to see The Avengers and he's been looking forward to it for two years now.
GreatOne1939
I Knew It!!!
Dude my deepest condolences. I went through a very similar situation and I know how heart breaking it is. There's not much to say and I know for a fact nothing will make you feel better about the situation. So I'll just leave it at best wishes to you and your family.
GreatOne1939
I Knew It!!!
Also, this isn't my usual thing but I haven't really spoken to anyone about it as it's not really my thing but I wanna pay homage to my baby sister Sandra T. Lowe. She was killed out in Iraq 5 years ago yesterday. Rest in peace baby girl, you were better than us all.
The Landslide
[13] Hero
My condolences, John. I can't imagine what you are going through right now, but I'll keep you in my prayers.
RIP man. I too have lost people to Iraq. Sorry to hear it.
Hot Rod Dave
"Saucy saucy minx"
There are posts on this site that make us laugh. There are some that make us roll our eyes. But then there are some that literally shed a tear for.
I to lost my dad bout a year ago next month. I didnt even get to see him or talked to him before he died. In fact it had been 10+ years since he and I spoke. We were just getting in the process of talking again, when due to his lack of better judgement, was in a horrific car crash that not only took him, but my brother as well. Those hot rods will get you in trouble kids.
and then reading this right afterwards, just.....killed me inside. Call me Mr. Macho man or just some heartless asshole, but I have still not shed one tear for my dad. Today I did. My brother I cried for days. But not my dad. Thats for another thread.
Hold on to your loved ones. Be grateful for what you have. I know it sounds cliche but theres truth in it. Give the ones you love a hug, a kiss something, some kind of gesture of some kind to make them know you love them.
My condolences guys. I know how it feels and it still hurts. But I hurt for different reasons. Both of you will be in my prayers tonight.
sephalump
Video games kill people
I want to wish everyone my honest condolences for their lost loved ones.
I originally came in here to wish good will for someone I didn't truly know. A close friend of mine recently lost her cousin to suicide. Just wanted to say that I may never have met you, but for something to hurt you so much you took your own life I can only wish you're in better circumstance now.
That said I hope the same peace and love for everyone here and those that are no longer with them.
I originally came in here to wish good will for someone I didn't truly know. A close friend of mine recently lost her cousin to suicide. Just wanted to say that I may never have met you, but for something to hurt you so much you took your own life I can only wish you're in better circumstance now.
That said I hope the same peace and love for everyone here and those that are no longer with them.
Dab_Of_Oppo
Gentlemen of the Road
Anyone mention Dio?
K0rN_b4LL
[14] Master
hwang24
[10] Knight
Ghengis and greatone, either I am just speechless due to inability to express to you both my words of lamentation, or I wouldn't be able to say ENOUGH words to the both of you. ...and yes, I did shed a tear while just reading this.
@HRD: I'm definitely not judging or hating on you. ...and you're right, I do have to embrace my loved ones while they ARE still around.
@HRD: I'm definitely not judging or hating on you. ...and you're right, I do have to embrace my loved ones while they ARE still around.
Ghengis_John
[13] Hero
So my dad died.
I cried more before he died, because I had hoped he'd change his mind and keep trying a while longer, but he was in a lot of pain and I couldn't come right out and tell him that fighting was the right thing to do, because I saw how much he was suffering. The thing that will always bother me is that I had the chance to tell him to keep fighting. He looked right at me the day before yesterday and asked "Is this the right thing to do meho?" I wanted to tell him no, I wish I had now, but instead I told him, only he could decide that.
He was a very sweet, kind and intelligent old man. He always gave me and my brother a lot of love and rarely ever yelled and even rarer did he hit us. He'd explain to us what we did wrong and why most of the time and make us think on it. I probably owe him for a lot of elements of my personality including my argument style. He loved comics and video games, and surprised me sometimes. I remember coming home to find out he and my mom had started watching my berserk anime and were loving it. I also recall the time they watched my DVD of Machine girl while Id been away, my mom still cringing at all the gore when I asked them how it was and my dad going " ooooh I LOVED it!".
I had been the one taking care of my dad as he got sicker, there was no way my mom could lift him. After I lost my job and came back home he got worse and needed me more. The worse he got, the more he needed me, the less I looked. It was a struggle taking care of him but it was okay, i forgot all the hardship of it when he'd see me and his face would light up, when he'd call out my name with no hint of illness and all the warmth of a stone set out in the aftnernoon summer sun. I came to live for him. Now he's dead. It isn't hard, until I see reminders of his presence. His empty chair, the tv still where he left it, the light angled where he liked it. All the things he left two weeks ago, still waiting for his return. He left them behind, planning to come back to them.
There are a lot of things I have to do, call the insurance companies, look for a job, start all the funeral arrangements. At the moment though I just want to lie down in the dark and listen to the clock. Lie down and listen to the second hand mechanically ticking away like a heartbeat, the same as it always did before.
When he passed I was there, my twin brother was there and my cousin who lived with us when he was little, George, was there. He passed quieter than I'd feared he would but not as painlessly as I'd hoped he would. Certainly not as painlessly as he was promised. I can still laugh, I still notice pretty girls, life didn't end. It just got a little emptier and a little colder. There is one less person in the world who's eyes light up when they see me, one less warm giant to hug. I'll feel that for a while I figure. Look after your health, good people of eight way run. Use sunscreen, cut back on the red meat, take the stairs when you can and if you're on good terms with your folks by all means give them a hug or a call. They really don't last forever.
I cried more before he died, because I had hoped he'd change his mind and keep trying a while longer, but he was in a lot of pain and I couldn't come right out and tell him that fighting was the right thing to do, because I saw how much he was suffering. The thing that will always bother me is that I had the chance to tell him to keep fighting. He looked right at me the day before yesterday and asked "Is this the right thing to do meho?" I wanted to tell him no, I wish I had now, but instead I told him, only he could decide that.
He was a very sweet, kind and intelligent old man. He always gave me and my brother a lot of love and rarely ever yelled and even rarer did he hit us. He'd explain to us what we did wrong and why most of the time and make us think on it. I probably owe him for a lot of elements of my personality including my argument style. He loved comics and video games, and surprised me sometimes. I remember coming home to find out he and my mom had started watching my berserk anime and were loving it. I also recall the time they watched my DVD of Machine girl while Id been away, my mom still cringing at all the gore when I asked them how it was and my dad going " ooooh I LOVED it!".
I had been the one taking care of my dad as he got sicker, there was no way my mom could lift him. After I lost my job and came back home he got worse and needed me more. The worse he got, the more he needed me, the less I looked. It was a struggle taking care of him but it was okay, i forgot all the hardship of it when he'd see me and his face would light up, when he'd call out my name with no hint of illness and all the warmth of a stone set out in the aftnernoon summer sun. I came to live for him. Now he's dead. It isn't hard, until I see reminders of his presence. His empty chair, the tv still where he left it, the light angled where he liked it. All the things he left two weeks ago, still waiting for his return. He left them behind, planning to come back to them.
There are a lot of things I have to do, call the insurance companies, look for a job, start all the funeral arrangements. At the moment though I just want to lie down in the dark and listen to the clock. Lie down and listen to the second hand mechanically ticking away like a heartbeat, the same as it always did before.
When he passed I was there, my twin brother was there and my cousin who lived with us when he was little, George, was there. He passed quieter than I'd feared he would but not as painlessly as I'd hoped he would. Certainly not as painlessly as he was promised. I can still laugh, I still notice pretty girls, life didn't end. It just got a little emptier and a little colder. There is one less person in the world who's eyes light up when they see me, one less warm giant to hug. I'll feel that for a while I figure. Look after your health, good people of eight way run. Use sunscreen, cut back on the red meat, take the stairs when you can and if you're on good terms with your folks by all means give them a hug or a call. They really don't last forever.
mokamoka827
[13] Hero
I don't normally get involved with things like this.
But I'd like to say RIP to my younger cousins, Clara and Dmitri, who died two years ago because their stepfather was driving them to school while he was drunk. Clara was 13. Dmitri was 7.
Also, John, I am truly sorry to hear about your father. My dad and I are close and I couldn't imagine losing him. Your father sounds like a wonderful person. You and your family have my deepest condolences.
But I'd like to say RIP to my younger cousins, Clara and Dmitri, who died two years ago because their stepfather was driving them to school while he was drunk. Clara was 13. Dmitri was 7.
Also, John, I am truly sorry to hear about your father. My dad and I are close and I couldn't imagine losing him. Your father sounds like a wonderful person. You and your family have my deepest condolences.