Some things I think about now that I'm older

[xX SNAKE Xx]

I think, what if I had the chance to visit with lost loved ones, what would I do what would I say, would you do it...have you ever lost someone and wanted one more conversation, one more day, I used to think my Mother and Father would be here forever (both killed by a drunk driver), it's been 19 years since I have talked to them...no day would be better than a day like that...what if you had that chance.

[ahr19]

I don't know how old everyone here is ... but I think about a few things now that I am a bit older (32) ...

I lost my dad suddenly about two and half years ago. I think ALOT about if we could just watch some more Redskins, MD Terp games together ... that was fun ... Makes me real sad.

I think about how ironic is that I moved back to DC and was able to spend his last three years with him. If I didn't move back I am sure I would have a huge hole in my heart.

I think about how I should have made a move on these girls (dating back to high school and forward) and not stood idly by ... <-- that makes me laugh most of the time (except when I think about Pam) ... I sure would have some interesting things to say to these ladies now.

I think about not changing companies/careers sooner ... sometimes I wish I would have done that sooner.

[TRUEVisionDC]

I just think about, if I knew what I know now back then...Life would be so grand...:D

I really think I take the fact that both my parents are still here...

[Green Thunder]

Yeah, theres alot that I would do differently now that I look back. Im going to be 40 in August, though I still feel like im 25. I lost both my parents, my dad when I was 7 and my mom back in August of 97. If I could have one thing in life...it would be one more loving conversation with my Mom who I miss with all my heart and soul. Tell your parents you love them and really appreciate them, because you wont always be able to. I also wish I buckled down when I was in my 20's.

[redrule22]

Hell yea i wish go back in time and do things different.

First i would tell my grandma on my dad side of the family i love her, because we never talk face to face. She call me every week when i was a kid and talk to me. Then the summer that i was going to meet her she died. Then i would tell my dad %&^K him because i seen him only 2 times in my life and he didn't have ***** 2 say..

Me and my mom fell out and didn't talk for a long time but i had to be a man and take some ***** so my kids could see there granny again. And i didn't want to make my problems there's.

And other that that i got friends that died to soon and i wish i could show them that i loved the 2. I wish i could have stop ME ME AKA( young ME ME) from Over Doseing... RIP DOG


RIP to all the people we love that we cant say hi to or say we lover you....:(

Damm this is the realist post
i'am about to drink a shot of Hennessy for all ya...

[Ohio Five-O]

I wish that I could sit down and talk to my great-grandmother, Bernice "Bernie", just one more time. As a kid I would sometimes get bored with her and her telephone calls became somewhat of a burden to me. I was a kid, I wanted to be outside playing ball with my friends. I didn't have the time to be on the telephone with her, or so I thought.

As I look back now, she instilled in me all of my values. She gave me the knowledge to choose between right and wrong. She taught me how to work hard to earn a dollar.

I would give anything to see her one more time. To sit down at her kitchen table and listen to her slurping coffee.
Those were the most valuable moments in my life and it's sad to say that I didn't even realize it.

I love you Grandma.

[Zymotic]

Hmm, I already did the "death talk with my parents". Of course my mom freaked and said " don't talk about that stuff you will make it come true" , I said " Come on, your 66 , get over it! I just wanted to tell you I appreciated your parenting and that I love you." She just said " SHHH SHHH SHHH " and then got me a piece of cake ... weirdo ...

The talk with my dad was " So, before your dead I wanted to tell you I can really look back on all the sacrafices you made in your life so that mine was better and all the lessons you taught me, I think you did a super job. " He said " HAHAHAHA *cough cough* I see the light ... its all over for meh " ... The dude is in good shape, eats right, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink (much) , his watch alarm is set to beep like 5 times a day for him to take his vitamins ... he golfs , lifts weights... for 71 he looks great. And he still beats my *** in cribbage (ok so I let him, what else has he got in life ?LOL).

I'm not a person that holds back on saying crazy stuff like that to people in my life that I love. Friends and family don't have to wonder about my thoughts or feelings about them... lol ...

There are two dead relatives I'd like to chill with though . My grandfather on my father's side , I never met him ... He died before I was born. The story about his death, well ... its sketchy... all I was told was " He was thrown out a 22 story window in New York ". I'd like to talk to him and figure out if he was a mobster or wtf happened to get thrown out a damn window ...

The other relative is my oma , my mother's mother. Her a$$ would have to learn English though because she is old school German and most of the words she used ... they don't use anymore. I'd like to take a couple metal buckets and go cherry picking like we used to when I was a kid ... then she would give me one of those dull baby knives and have me cut and pit them all while she made pie crust ... She would spend the whole day babbling to me, me having no idea what the hell she was talking about , but I still had a great time doing it. Her pies sucked, it was almost funny how nobody could choke down a piece , tart as a mother f'er ... I'd like to learn the phrase " Put sugar in it Oma ! " and also try to weasel out of her the recipe for the best thing she made.. it was just rice and beef , but she made it in a pressure cooker and I swear it was the best thing I have ever tasted, and nobody in the family knows how she made it...

[drunkenstarfish]

I would go back and see my Dads dad. We used to go and see them every Sunday. He was so funny.
He had this donkey that when you lifted its tail a cigerette would pop out it's butt. I would shoot them all out laughing my arse off then he'd reload it and I would start over.

He would get his lawn chair and throw out corn under the trees and when the squirrels would come down for it he'd shoot them.
" Go get them boy"
"what for?"
"To eat!"
this was in the middle of town.

He was my hero. He was a big man and when he got cancer it ate him up. There was nothing left of him. He was so fragile. When they called us in I was 14.
"Go get ma teef boy"
"ok"
"can't go out without ma teef"
then he was gone.

This dude would work 14 hours come home with a finger in his pocket, and go back the next day. Always provided for his family and was the rock for everyone to lean on. Now that I am older my Dad is the spitting image of him. And I make sure my kids see them as much as possible.

[Zymotic]

This dude would work 14 hours come home with a finger in his pocket, and go back the next day.

Come home with a finger in his pocket ? What's that mean exactly ?

[drunkenstarfish]

Come home with a finger in his pocket ? What's that mean exactly ?
He actually came home from work once with 3 fingers in his pocket where he had gotten them caught in something and they were cut off.
Back then you didn't really go to the hospital unless it was life or death. You went to the local town doctor and they did what they could. He only had 6 fingers and a half a nub when he died.

[Zymotic]

He actually came home from work once with 3 fingers in his pocket where he had gotten them caught in something and they were cut off.
Back then you didn't really go to the hospital unless it was life or death. You went to the local town doctor and they did what they could. He only had 6 fingers and a half a nub when he died.

Oh FFS thats hardcore ! What did he do with the fingers ? Are they in a jar somewhere ?

My Opa was a crusty dude too, he would snort snuff all day ... it's big in Germany , not really here though ... He would give me and my brother snuff and just laugh and laugh when we would snort it and start coughing ... I can remember him sitting there with his big pocket knife trimming his finger nails which were always black underneath ... or doing a farmer blow of snot into the street ... He always had a hitler mustache too ... He never lost any fingers though.

[bigtwan76]

Throughout my life I never attended funerals. I would always avoid them because to me, I did not like seeing a person that was full of life motionless in a coffin going 6 feet deep. I went to wakes just to show respect, but never actually attended a funeral (the actual burial). That changed on January 6, 2005, when my mom died. Sad that the first true funeral I attended was for my mom. She had breast cancer and beat it out, but then the cancer moved to her lungs...

She was the only person I could talk to. I can bring any of my friends home, and the following day they would brag at school about how cool my mom was. Funny thing is, I do not see those friends as much as before so when I see them I always joke that my mom was there real friend not me. My dad was in the picture, but she raised us by herself and did what she had to. I actually people I am from a single parent home. Her and I had a falling out and we both said things. I was by her side an hour before her death at the hospice. As I sat next to her, I spoke to her, and ask for forgiveness. An hour later, as I sat across her in the hospice sofa, she passed away.

Mothers' Day is coming up, and I would like to take her out to brunch or lunch just one more time.... Instead I will just go visit her at the cemetery.

If I had known that this would have happened, I would not have fooled around as much, and finished school earlier. Taken her on a couple of trips to see the other side of the world. I would have spent more time, and seen that the only reason she said what she said to me was to motive and not to bring me down. I would have spent more time knowing that our time would be limited.

This is what I think about now that I'm older...

[Zymotic]

Throughout my life I never attended funerals. I would always avoid them because to me, I did not like seeing a person that was full of life motionless in a coffin going 6 feet deep. I went to wakes just to show respect, but never actually attended a funeral (the actual burial). That changed on January 6, 2005, when my mom died. Sad that the first true funeral I attended was for my mom. She had breast cancer and beat it out, but then the cancer moved to her lungs...

She was the only person I could talk to. I can bring any of my friends home, and the following day they would brag at school about how cool my mom was. Funny thing is, I do not see those friends as much as before so when I see them I always joke that my mom was there real friend not me. My dad was in the picture, but she raised us by herself and did what she had to. I actually people I am from a single parent home. Her and I had a falling out and we both said things. I was by her side an hour before her death at the hospice. As I sat next to her, I spoke to her, and ask for forgiveness. An hour later, as I sat across her in the hospice sofa, she passed away.

Mothers' Day is coming up, and I would like to take her out to brunch or lunch just one more time.... Instead I will just go visit her at the cemetery.

If I had known that this would have happened, I would not have fooled around as much, and finished school earlier. Taken her on a couple of trips to see the other side of the world. I would have spent more time, and seen that the only reason she said what she said to me was to motive and not to bring me down. I would have spent more time knowing that our time would be limited.

This is what I think about now that I'm older...

I thought your post was really touching until I saw the animation of Bill Cosby head bobbin' next to a big booty shaking .... :mad:

[MelloDrama]

I'm 29 years old and have only lost my Grandma on my dads side and my grandfather on my moms side. Unfortunately I'm sort of scared because I know that I'm going to be in for a world of hurt sometime in the future. Fortunately for me (in a way) I've been blessed to have my loved ones around this long. I read the stories in here and I truly have been blessed. This thread has sent me back and had me thinking about things I need to do. Procrastinating on things that I should say and do. I thank you guys for sharing your story. Nothings more precious then life and the life of others (especially loved ones). I don't do enough sharing on how I feel. Sometimes as men we try to absorb everything and act like nothing can hurt us. Like no sword could penetrate our skin, over 29 years (for me) you become callous and sometimes we neglect to show our true feelings to the once who deserve it. Then when people pass you realize that you should have said this and you should have done that.

I stumbled on this thread at 3:41 in the morning for a reason. In a time in my life I think I needed to hear some of these stories and will use some of this knowledge to correct some things that somewhat seem clear all of the sudden. I thank you.

Don't no need to fear fellas because one day we will be able to see our lost loved ones again when it's our time.

Thanks for sharing ;)

[Zymotic]

I'm 29 years old and have only lost my Grandma on my dads side and my grandfather on my moms side. Unfortunately I'm sort of scared because I know that I'm going to be in for a world of hurt sometime in the future. Fortunately for me (in a way) I've been blessed to have my loved ones around this long. I read the stories in here and I truly have been blessed. This thread has sent me back and had me thinking about things I need to do. Procrastinating on things that I should say and do. I thank you guys for sharing your story. Nothings more precious then life and the life of others (especially loved ones). I don't do enough sharing on how I feel. Sometimes as men we try to absorb everything and act like nothing can hurt us. Like no sword could penetrate our skin, over 29 years (for me) you become callous and sometimes we neglect to show our true feelings to the once who deserve it. Then when people pass you realize that you should have said this and you should have done that.

I stumbled on this thread at 3:41 in the morning for a reason. In a time in my life I think I needed to hear some of these stories and will use some of this knowledge to correct some things that somewhat seem clear all of the sudden. I thank you.

Don't no need to fear fellas because one day we will be able to see our lost loved ones again when it's our time.

Thanks for sharing ;)

Your also blessed that the ones that have not yet passed on are not super annoying.... My mother just called me , telling me about her foot fungus ... How she got it from getting pedicures at the place that closed down for being dirty or something ... then she went on to tell me she had to go to the doctor and he used a belt sander to file down her claw feetz... She said she just wants her toenails ripped out so she doesn't have to deal with it ... I asked if they could sew her mouth shut too , or at the very least remove her phone dialing finger while they were at it ... She hung up on me ... Its a good day!

[MelloDrama]

Your also blessed that the ones that have not yet passed on are not super annoying.... My mother just called me , telling me about her foot fungus ... How she got it from getting pedicures at the place that closed down for being dirty or something ... then she went on to tell me she had to go to the doctor and he used a belt sander to file down her claw feetz... She said she just wants her toenails ripped out so she doesn't have to deal with it ... I asked if they could sew her mouth shut too , or at the very least remove her phone dialing finger while they were at it ... She hung up on me ... Its a good day!

One day when she's long gone your going wish you had her annoying repetitive phone calls and her nonsense stories to tell you. Enjoy them while you can young blood.

[Zymotic]

One day when she's long gone your going wish you had her annoying repetitive phone calls and her nonsense stories to tell you. Enjoy them while you can young blood.

Uhhh ... no... wrong... people say that because everyone has parents that are annoying at times... the problem is that those people only have their parents annoy them maybe 10% of the time , and the other 90% is good stuff ... in my case she is 100% annoying and evil and has not been anything but a horror for the last 30 years ... Thanks for your opinion though...

[drunkenstarfish]

If dolphins are so smart why do they live in igloos?

[Zymotic]

If dolphins are so smart why do they live in igloos?

I don't think it's dolphins you are thinking of, I think it's eskimos ... I get them mixed up all the time too.