My lovely Dad died very suddenly and unexpectedly six weeks ago of a heart attack. He was 68. I am really struggling with the loss, we were very close and I would see him and speak to him every day.
I’m 34 and my husband and I have been trying for a baby since January. We haven’t been successful as I have recently discovered I have some health problems which are not helping fertility.
I am so, so sad that if we’re ever fortunate enough to have a family, my Dad will never meet my children. He was such a fantastic father, the best, and I know he’d have been the best grandad. I feel I let him down by not trying for a family sooner, and now I’ve missed my chance to feel happy. I’ve been married nearly 10 years but we put it off as mentally we were not in the right place until a year or so ago. We’ve also had a lot of stress in the last few years with moving house, then again, renovating, and not having a home for a while etc.
Now I can’t help but wish I’d had my children in my twenties so my Dad could have at least seen me pregnant and held my babies in his arms.
Its so hard as my husbands parents are still alive but we aren’t close at all. My husband was closer to my Dad than his own. Why does life feel so unfair sometimes?
