re: For those of you who lost your father, how old were you when he passed?

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I was 28. He was 49.

I turn 49 later this year and am really struggling with his death all over again. I always knew he died young, but I didn't fully appreciate until this time in my life how difficult it must have been to be diagnosed with terminal cancer at 48 and for life to end at 49.

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Well said. What I've noticed, at least in my case, the age my parents died became a benchmark in my own life. My mom dying at 49 became the birthday I wanted to reach someday. Now that I've gone beyond that targeted age, I'm currently 51, I think about making it to 64, the age my father was when he passed. Anything after that is just lagniappe to me.

I had just turned 35. 2 1/2 years ago.

Sucked arse. Some days are still hard wanting to call him up and ask for advice or just thinking about how proud he’d be of his grandkids and the things they’re doing. He loved me but damn he loved my kids something fierce.

47 when my father passed away.
53 (last year) when my mother passed away.

Both grandfathers passed away 18 years ago but both grandmothers (both in their 90's) are still living.

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Was it prostate cancer?

My old man passed from meningeal cancer when he was 38. I was 18 and in my first semester of college. Our relationship was not what it should have been, but it was on the mend. I had moved away for college and the separation between us seemed to be exactly what we needed to begin to heal things......then he dies. We had no clue that he was sick. He had a terrible headache one day that he could not bare. He went to to the chiropractor, thinking that he needed an adjustment. The chiro evaluated his symptoms and advised him to go to the ER out of fear that it might be spinal meningitis. Seven days later, he was dying at Methodist Hospital in Houston. I’m 45 years old now and still struggle with wondering what could have been. The old man tried to get it right, God bless him. His dad was pretty heavy handed and kept my dad sustained on a steady diet of arse whippings, so I reckon thats all he knew. What i wouldn’t give to have had a mended relationship with my old man that would have lasted until today, now that I have two amazing sons of my own. I think the old man would be proud.

Cherish what youve had and relish in what ever is left, my man. Theres nothing in the world as awesome as a good dad.

OP: Sorry for your situation, let him know how you feel while he can appreciate it.

Mine was 63 (non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, 3rd relapse). I was 28. Not good but at least we all knew what was happening.

He died during a Saints MNF game…

The 22nd will be 3 years. He was 58 and I was 36. He died of ocular melanoma. Same same that Kathleen blanco died from. It was tough and still is at times. I always loved to call my dad and share exciting news if I had some but it’s no longer there.

We relocated for my work shortly after he passed and I had been trying to sell my house for over a year. When we finally accepted an offer, I was so excited and I had my phone in my hand to call my dad and then it hit me. I sat down in my chair and cried at my desk for about 30 minutes.

25 lost my mom when I was 12.