My Dad... Obvious reasons. I was only 8 when he died, so I never really got to know him. I often cry thinking how he never got to see me grow up and become who I am today. I also often think how things may be different if he was still around.
I had a dream not too long ago.. I went back in time to when my parents were in University. I knew that my dad would die when I was 8 and I was there to worn him somehow. It was very confussing though.
2006-07-16 07:05:59
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answered by Becky 4
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Former boyfriend... he didn't know what a great person he was and he was too overwhelmed with things in his life - a few months after we stopped dating and he was involved with someone else and things (financial and health and ex) got too much for him and he took his own life.
We parted as friends and I still had cared for him very much as a friend - its been a little over 3 years since he has been gone - but i still think about him a lot in a very sad way. I don't feel responsible - but very sad that I feel that I am sure if I was around him I could have read something into it and maybe it wouldn't have happened.
2006-07-14 18:27:17
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answered by baseballfanmom 2
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It would be my cousin. I grew up with him and he is almost the same age as i am 16 and he died about 6 month ago and he was too young to die and i don't think the last thing i said to him was the sweetest thing in the world and i never go a chance to tell him how much i love him and loved having him around...
2006-07-14 18:30:07
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answered by Faith 1
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My grandma, my daughter, and my father
My grandma: she was the savior that i needed in my life. My parents were very abusive (mentally and physically). Grandma was the one I could run to and she would try to damnedest to protect me. When my father had a gun held up to my head, she was the one who talked him out of hurting my siblings and I. When we ended up in foster care because my father had then tried to burn down our home, my grandma was the one that visited us often and promised that things would get better. A couple of years later, my grandma moved in with my mother and us kids. She did it so my mother could work, and grandma would take care of us kids. My mom was a welfare rat and never worked, but that didn't stop grandma from taking care of us. She ended up getting her own place and I think I spent the next 4 years between her house and school. Then my grandma got sick. I was 11 years old and really didn't understand death. I was angry that my grandma was leaving me alone to suffer at the abusive hands of my mother once again. I said some mean things to my grandma, and it still hurts me almost 15 years later that I didn't get a chance to say that I am sorry for being a jerk when my grandma was sick. Gosh, I still miss my granny to pieces, I am crying as I write this now. My grandma would be so pround of what I have become and how she would love my daughter.
My daughter: I lost her to domestic violence when I was five and a half months pregnant with her. She died at the hands of her father when he threw me across the room and into a dresser. I wish I could have held her for just a few minutes, but I didn't even get that. I wish she were here to be a big sister to my daughter that I have now. I would love to be a mother to two healthy happy little girls. This coming January she would 9 years old. She life was cut short by violence, and I would live every day to make up for what she had to go through.
My father: the one and only reason to ask him why he did horrible things to me and my siblings as we grew up. So I could gain understand of him and he could recieve forgivness.
2006-07-14 18:30:17
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answered by Someonesmommy 5
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my husband. mainbly because i love him but even more so because he was hit by a lady who was speeding right in front of me and our kids. he never regained conscieness and we could only keep him aslive on life support for two days long enough for his parents to get here. he was also only 30 years old and our kids were 3,5, and 7 at the time. hed had the same job for 12 years and was the type of person who came home from work every day and stayed with us. its hard to think of a good man dying for no reason when theres so many horrible people out there. and i would give everything i own to have 5 more minutes to tell him i loved him one more time. its strange the things you miss but i miss the feel of his hands. he worked very hard and his hands had callouses all over them but he had big knuckles and whenm he would lace his fingers through mine it was like they were locked tight. i remember how secure that always made me feel. i would give anything to experience that feeling again even if it was only for a moment, and for our kids to get to know what a kind wonderful person he was.
2006-07-14 18:31:06
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answered by Anonymous
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I would reverse both of my sons dying. I want them to grow up and experience life beyond the age of 2.
2006-07-14 18:20:45
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answered by BOBCAT 2
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at first I thought of my father, he died in 2003, of cancer, yep it would have to be him, but as I re-read your question, I thought No- because, he was in a lot of pain, before he died, and I would not want to see him go through that again, never in a million years, but if you mean to bring them back without the pain that caused the death, and for them to be healthy then I would choose my father
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"" very interesting question"", it makes a person think,
every day I think to myself I wish my dad was here with me, but,to really think on it, I would not want him to suffer, the way he did when he was alive.
thank you.
2006-07-14 18:27:53
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answered by reddogcudda 3
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That would be my grandmother. She was so full of love, wisdom, understanding, and generosity. I still have questions that I would like to ask her. I still miss her after 15 years. She was the most honest and caring person I have ever known.
2006-07-14 18:22:05
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answered by Anonymous
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My Father. He loved his family and his grandchildren where the apple of his eye. He loved them so much and they all miss him terribly. My children ask me all the time can we take a plane ride in the sky to heaven to see Grandpa? It breaks my heart to pieces and also he is missing out on them growing up and games etc. And also for my Mother's sake she misses him terribly also.
2006-07-15 03:52:20
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answered by Anonymous
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That is a hard question, but I would say probably my dad. He died of brain/lung cancer when I was 12.
2006-07-14 20:08:43
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answered by hollyrenee21 2
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