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

50

35, for me. My dad just died of colon cancer on December 28th. Only five months after his diagnosis. All I know how to do right now is just keep moving, because that's what he wanted us to do.

Every time anything of significance happened, he and I would talk about it at length. We always had long conversations. Since he passed, I keep wanting to talk to him about something I find interesting, or tell him a joke, because we always tried to make each other laugh. Then I remember that he's gone, and that's what strikes up the emotions again.

I thank God for the peace He has given me and my family, though. We could be distraught to the point of not wanting to do anything, but we're holding up.

I'll pray for you with your dad. I'm obviously not going to tell you it's easy, because it isn't. Just hang in there, trust in the Lord, and don't let the sadness overshadow the memories, or the life that's still ahead of you. It's way too early for me to say much about the healing process, because I'm less than two weeks into it, but I can tell you that it has gotten better for me and my family, already, through our faith, and also just by talking about him and remembering him, rather than going into a shell and trying to avoid any subject matter that might induce tears.

I was 13 when my father passed suddenly. It was devastating and affected me for many, many years. My high school experience was not what he had planned out for sure. Our whole life was completely uprooted and changed overnight and as a kid I didn’t know how to handle it.

Like several others it seems in this thread, my dad died of lung cancer at the age of 63. It was on Christmas Day, 1988. I was 29. We were fortunate that he went quickly and only had about a week where he was in bad shape. I have thought about him it seems like every day since. I’m 62 now and hoping like hell I make it past 63 and way beyond. He never got to enjoy retirement or grandkids.

My son is 24 and I am trying to teach him all the things I learned in life so far. My dad wasn’t one to talk about life things, but I’m trying to do it with my son.

42 but it could've very well been when I was 6; absentee father

11. From sickness post surgery to remove stomach-esophageal cancer. His immune system was shot and couldn't fight anymore. I was at the hospital when it happened.

I was 22. I am 24 now. My wife and I were newly engaged and planning a wedding. My mom and I found him deceased on fathers day after he did not answer back to both of our text and calls. He was at work trying to make ends meet. Passed away due to a major heart attack.

What hurt the most was him not being in attendance for my wedding. What will hurt the most is my children not being able to meet a wonderful man, and their grandpa.

I was 41, he was 91.

Miss him every day.

Dad died a month before I turned 5.

These are the best dreams. Ive gotten to the point where I know im dreaming yet they are still very enjoyable. Its Gods way of letting you know they are still with you.