Today I learned that my former friends father passed away the latter part of September. It saddened me for he was a very special person who took me under his wing and called me his adopted daughter.
I spent many hours and holidays with his family and treasured every moment I spent in his company. He was like having my own father back for a short time. A lovely gentleman, caring and giving. He will truly be missed by all who knew and loved him.
I wish I could have went to his memorial service. I wish I could call and offer my sympathy to his wife, daughter, grandson and his wife and ask what I could do to help, but I can't.
It's been a few years since his daughter and I parted a friendship of many years. I don't know why to this day how this happened or why and have regretted more than once the loss of this friendship. I wish I could step across the street and let her know how very much I know what she is going through. It's a terrible thing for a daughter to loose her father, her confident, her friend.
It's a very sad day when someone you care about passes on and you can't even let the family know how much you cared about that person. He will always be remembered for the wonderful person he was.
For having shared a small part of this wonderful mans life who gave from his heart and expected nothing in return. For being a father figure when mine had been gone for a very long time.