There is a thread in the Health Forum by Sidony about her dad. (If you haven't read it, you should. It's touching.)

A few of us responded to it and I was reading the one from tranquility and she also mentioned her dad.

The other thing he said to me when he was dying was "I've had a good life. Your mother and four wonderful children, I have nothing to complain about".

I was ten-years-old when I lost my dad to cancer. He was 42. For the most part I have blocked out all memories of him. It was a very traumatizing beginning of my world turning upside down.

After reading what tranquility wrote, I wondered what my father's last words might have been. Kids were not allowed in ICU and he had been whisked away by ambulance and I never saw him again. Three days later he was gone.

I sat looking at the screen and her words, and something told me not to go. So I read it again, thinking I had missed something when all of a sudden, I remembered my mother telling me this.

My father was dying of brain cancer and was in excruciating pain, so the Dr.'s had given him something to knock him out. As he drifted off to sleep, my mother got up to leave. He stopped her and said, "Stop at the store on your way home and buy some candy for the kids. Tell them it's from me."

He died overnight.

I stared at the computer and my jaw dropped. I made a huge connection.

I am obsessed with "kiddie" candy.

You know the kind. Gummi-worms, jawbreakers, candy necklaces etc. It's the first thing I run for. It's my comfort "treat."

T always told me I was soothing the little kid in me.

It might not mean much to those who are reading, but trust me when I tell you. This is huge.

I connected it.

I remember now.

My dad sent me candy.


(Thanks to sidony and tranquility.)