For people whose parents are deceased

Both of my parents are gone. My dad committed suicide in 2007 the week before Father's Day. My mama passed away the week before Christmas in 2012 from brain cancer.

It changed me a lot. My depression got worse along with my drinking. I was close to my parents because no matter what stupid choices I made they didn't judge me. They were there when I needed advice. Their deaths were difficult for everyone because my parents touched the lives of many people.

I miss being able to pick up the phone and call. I miss Sunday dinners and our holiday get togethers. I miss them more than words could ever say 😔

Both are gone.

My dad was my best friend. He was wise about so many things and skilled about so many things…things that he passed on to me….carpentry, repair of anything mechanical, the love of books, music…learning, and to be a seeker of knowledge. He was above all else a good man and human being. When I had a problem I was wrestling with, I could always count on him for sage advice. I miss that now, especially over the last few years with the rough, lonely, road I’ve found myself on.

My mom, was the softer gentler influence in my life. She never let me leave the house without giving me a hug and kiss, and telling me she loved me. She made me a me a better human being. My world lost much of its warmth when she passed. She used to call me every Sunday morning before leaving for church, and even now….almost 40 years after her death….i still wake up in anticipation of her call, hearing her voice.

Im luckier than most who have lost their parents. Although mine are gone, and have been for many years, I still feel their presence when I need them most.

Lost my dad as a child very suddenly, my life changed dramatically after that, I did still had a great childhood but emotionally it effected me.

Both have been gone over 10 years, died 6 months apart. I miss someone having my back, being there if I fell and vice versa. I’ve only had 3 in my life like that. All are gone. 💔😢

Both of them are gone. Dad in 1994 and Mom in 2001. There are times when I look back and wish that I could still talk with them. So many things I would like too hear about that we never talked about

both of mine are deceased and both for well over a decade.

I was social with both of them but only marginally. They divorced when I was young and their post divorce lives after I moved out was really different when contrasted to when I was with them.

I wasn't super close to them but wasn't distant either. It was more like a crazy uncle or aunt that some of yall have that pops in and out of your life now and again.

For both of them I miss our conversations. I like conversations overall . They had very different perspectives on life from each other. Ironically I learned how much perceptions and life goals mattered in the courting game long before I was dating because of them.

Dad in 2014 and Mom in 2019. I was already an adult and they were both very sick but losing them leaves a hole in your life that can't be replaced. I miss being able to talk to them, being around them.... it's tough to lose the most important people you've ever had in your life.

Both my parents died in a car crash when i was 4 years old ,i survived landed in foster care. I don't have much memory of them ,it started a childhood of abuse in and out of foster .

I have been an orphan for a very long time. My father died in 1988 and my mother in 2000. Not a day goes by when I don’t think of them in some way.

Both died several decades ago. They had divorced twenty years before that and I wasn't very close to my father after that. I left home at the age of eighteen and apart from one year immediately after uni I never lived in the same town as my parents again. Then my wife and I emigrated to Norway and we had only sporadic contact with our families from then on, visits at Christmas, some summer holidays.

So my life didn't really change much. My mother's death had a significant impact on my sister though, and still does thirty years later.

My mom passed away 2 years ago. It was rough. it was hardest on my dad since they were together for 40 years. My life itself didn't necessarily change all that much I do miss her a lot...I guess it mostly changed by realizing that I'm the next generation that will weaken and die so it definitely makes you kind of re-evaluate your life.

My father passed away about 6 months ago from kidney failure. It really had no impact on my life since I've seen him only a couple of time since he divorced my mom when I was 4.
The scary part is I will have to start dialysis soon, so I fear I may shortly be going down the same path he did.

They both did. That’s why they’re deceased.

Unexpectedly, I am a much happier person since they died, as well as better off financially.

I also have a great sense of relief knowing that I never have to go through the experience of their deaths again.

Both are deceased. I miss my dad a lot. He was an amazing dad and grandfather. My mom had Alzheimer’s related dementia so I came to grips with losing her a decade before she died. Of course I still saw her all the time but when she finally died the loss wasn’t so profound

Once my dad passed, I realized I had no one because all my cousins and aunts/uncles live so far away. I was a little lost tbh

I miss going and hanging out with my dad.

@robertsnj i think it is the person themselves nobody likes too see one or both parents die but some are stronger than other. my dad died suddenly in hospital in 2014 and as a family the shock hit us hard . from a personal perspective i never had a good relationship with him but that day he passed on i went too pieces as all my regrets came too the fore . i want too tell him how sorry i was the way i treated him and actually considered my own death . took me with councilling a long time too get over his loss and even now i go too the cemetery weekly i tell him how i feel

My family never left me. I never use past tense. I always sense and feel them, around me!

Every hour, every day!🤷🏻

I miss them both terribly.

Both, several years apart. I was old enough at the time that my life didn't change that dramatically.

I miss various aspects. Not something I dwell on, I suppose.

my father died earlier this year. i barely knew him. i was told that desert storm changed him. he suffered. as a father he was distant, erratic, negative and verbally abusive. i spent much of my childhood and adolescence blaming myself for his disapproval. i couldn't know the pain inside his mind. he taught me i'm worthless.

my mother passed away 2 years ago. my best friend. i confided my depression and suicidal thoughts to her. she was the only person who could consistently keep me alive. the last 3 years of her life was hell. holding her hand throughout the night while she fought to breathe was heart breaking. i wish we had euthanasia rights in NY State. she taught me how to remain calm and encouraged me to fight against the darkness. i'll see her soon.

Both of my parents are gone. My mom passed 14 years ago and my dad 9 years ago. I absolutely loved my mom. I miss being able to bounce ideas off my dad.