re: For people who've lost a parent: What's the last thing you said to your mom/dad?

Eerily similar. My dad passed in 1995, hard to believe it has been 20 years.

But...

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dropped dead in the driveway

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had a heart attack. He was only 53.

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Is exactly how mine went. Same place, same age.

To Mizzoukills, sorry for the harsh remarks. I was just messing with you. I was upset I couldn't actually remember our last conversation.

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Whenever I hear friends or acquaintances talk about how they haven't spoken to their mother or father for a long time due to some kind of rift, I encourage them to let the past bullshite roll off their shoulders and attempt to re-establish a relationship with their parent(s) before it's too late....because when they receive news of their parent(s) passing, it'll be too late. And that's a very finite but incredibly sad feeling.

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I had planned on flying down to see him a week before I did, but plans got changed due to work. I would have been there a few days before he passed away. Sometimes, every little thing can have a huge ripple that affects things beyond our comprehension.

In his hospital bed, he watched my little girl take her first steps. She walked a solid six feet towards him. He passed about an hour later.

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I was 13 years old, and my mom was dying of cancer. I didn't really understand that at the time. I don't think I wanted to. The last time I spoke to her was in her hospital room while visiting with my dad and a few other family members, and she was barely conscious. I don't remember if I said anything to her while everyone was there. When it was time to go I went to her bed, kissed her head, and said "I love you mama." She whispered back "I love you too." If I had known that was the last time I would ever speak to her in this life, I would have stayed longer.

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Thanks for sharing.

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One of the biggest regrets of my life.

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You shouldn't regret that...you were a kid. Plus, you actually got to tell her you love her and she heard you. Imagine how that made her feel in her last hours. That's wonderful, man!

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Eerily similar. My dad passed in 1995

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Sorry to hear that.

I can't remember the last thing my dad and I talked about, but I know when it should have been. The Monday of my first week in law school I went to a welcome to law school party, I came in and was having a few beers on the balcony with my roommate. My dad called my cell phone and I didn't answer thinking I would talk to him the next morning. He had leukemia, but he was only 49, in great shape and it was hairy cell (don't know what this is really just that most docs are surprised when I say my dad died at 49 of this) leukemia so the doctors were confident he would make it. He left me a message talking about going in two days for his first treatment and how he was going to "fight this thing". His spleen ruptured in the middle of the night, I made it to the hospital 10 minutes too late. Every day I wish Iwould have answered that phone call instead of drinking beer.

My dad told me he loved me before I went to bed, I just mumbled something back to him under my breath. The next morning I found him dead in the living room. This was two weeks after my high school graduation.

"I'll be back in the morning to see you". That was at the Hospice facility.

I was back in two hours after I received a call that he had passed on.

No offense...your grandma is full of it.

Pastor...Commissioned Ruling Elder, to be specific