Was looking for an old thread about Father's day and came upon this. The poem became more popular after 9-11, when many of us saw the fragility of human life. But I was thinking, this poem can help us to think about our relationship with our fathers.
Many of us have old issues about our fathers; many of us have pretty much resolved them. Some of us have lost our fathers, but it is never to late to make peace with the man. We do this for ourselves as much as for him!
Read this poem, "If Tomorrow Never Comes," and think what you can do to make it better. You have no idea of the freedom that comes from forgiveness, and from just knowing that you said the words that really matter. If you have a spiritual leaning, ask your God/Higher Power to help you through it; it will be ok!
If Tomorrow Never Comes
If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time, I could spare an extra minute or two to stop and say I love you, instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day. well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so Ican let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we always get a second chance to make everything right.
There will always be another day to say our "I love you's", and certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's?"
But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget,
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike, and today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight....
So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today? For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear, Tell them how much you love them and you'll always hold them dear,
Take time to say "I'm sorry, please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.
I recommend the movie "Nothing in Common," a movie with Tom Hanks (one of his early ones), which pushed me toward thinking about maybe someday perhaps being able to have some sort of a relationship with my Dad! Things are still kind of superficial between us, but in a way, that's good. We have cleared the air, and I would have no regrets if something happened to him today!
Comments? Funny/sad/happy stories about your dad?
Jun 6, '03
thats nice .........and very apt cos its our fathers day next week!!
memories of my dad.....well he is still very much alive! but when I was very small he was a submariner and used to go away for up to 2yrs at time!! I remember him coming home to Faslane after a long trip and my mum making him strip at the front door- all the other submariners in our street got the same treatment! (I lived on a naval estate) He stank so much, Mum wouldnt let him in the door until he was in his y-fronts- then he had to have a bath, hair wash and shave before she would kiss him!!! we thought it was so funny!!! he hasnt had a wash or shave for a year!!!!!! yuk!!
Jun 6, '03
Me and My Dad have a great friendship now.He left us when I was 17 and I didn't speak to him for 5 years.Gave me time to grow up and Mature and finally except Him for who He is A Human Being just Like Me...Love my Dad,God Bless You and all your Dads
Jun 6, '03
Love my Dad, God Bless all of yours too.
Jun 6, '03
God have I been blessed. Two wonderful, loving parent's. No, I didn't say perfect, but as perfect as they, being human and being a parent, are capable of being. I witnessed little arguing, I saw my dad raise his hand at my mom once..only once..that brought complete horror into my adolescent heart...I can not imagine those who had to grow up with violence being "normal"..My father..he is and has always been "my rock." He just turned 68 and the increasing age often forces me to wonder how much longer I have with him. He is healthy as a horse and has yet to slow down. I think of him getting old and it brings tears to my eyes. He's always been so strong, so independant. I can not imagine him becoming frail or having to depend on someone for care. I honestly fear he will not allow that to happen...it's a pride thing with him..."machoism." Tenth grade education, Army vet...worked his whole life in blue collar jobs. He's worth more today than I'll ever hope to be and he did it all with guts and grease. His knowledge about the world and about everything amazes me. He's the first one I call to get an opinion before purchasing anything..he's the first one I call when I'm in need..his opinion is the one that matters..his opinion/love is what kept me out of trouble in my teens, kept me close enough to reality to live..yet not stray. He raised four wonderful kids. He was the "boss" and he was a strict disciplinarian. You did not do as he told you b/c you respected him, but because you feared what would happen if you didn't. I resented that for years..until that is, I became a parent myself. Now I respect him for everything he did..for I have realized it's alot harder to care than to not. I've met one other man who ranks up there with my father...it's my kid's father..my hubby. He's the opposite of my father. He's gentle and he prefers talking to spanking. I love to watch him with our kid's..he enjoys every second he has with them...he takes nothing forgranted. He, imo, had a pathetic father..but he has broken the mold...he is a wonderful dad. He and my father often disagree (respectfully) on how he disciplines my kids, but they have a mutual respect for each other..and respect the differences in opinions.
Ah, man..I have fought tears through this post..
I love my father with all my heart. I never fail to tell him how much I appreciate him and all he does/has done. We exchange hugs and "i love you's" each time we part. I really worry how I will handle the day "my rock" is crushed...but for now, I enjoy the time we have..
father's are such blessings. Dad's my rock..mom's my heart. I'm so blessed to have them.
Jun 6, '03
I think of my dad dying, he has had cancer twice; once bladder, once prostate. He is 70 someodd and STILL works 4 days a week (just cut back from 5 this spring). He is awesome!
We weren't always close, I got sober in 1985 and thru therapy there were memories of abuse. I went 5 years without contact with family til 1990. I believe today it was false memory syndrome, altho I will never be sure. But I got to the point in sobriety I couldn't stand the anger, resentment, and unforgiveness. I asked God to help me and it was not easy, but I believe my prayer was answered. I still have 2 sisters who won't speak to me, but Dad really was able to talk with me and 2 years ago this month I was able to be in his wedding!
I had to let go of the "what if"? part of the equation (what if he did do something). I had to stop using that as an excuse for not having a life.
He still is irritating at times, LOL! But I love him and tho I don't spend a whole lot of time I feel at peace with what he and I have accomplished.
As a kid he took us skiing, to the beach, on picnics, boating, camping, took us out to the islands, helped us with our paper route (shared a route with an older bro; when that bro retired a younger one joined me), and made a heck of a barbecue!
He always talked about positive thinking; I thought he was just a big faker who "put on" for public and would never speak out loud the agony he was going thru. I found out after the cancers that it was REAL!
WELL, ahem, cough. I do go on. I really really enjoyed what y'all said!
Jun 6, '03
What a lovely poem!
We almost lost my day last fall. He has severe COPD and had sepsis! He was on the vent for one month and managed to get off! It was unreal to watch him struggle to get better. He was in the hospital for three months! He is doing fairly well lately, but he has made the decision, no vent next time! I respect his decision and will follow his wishes. I just wish the rest of the family would do the same. Anyway, everyday with him is a blessing and I'll take what I get!!
Jun 6, '03
nurs4kids - that is one of the best things i have ever read.
I too really really really love my dad. My brother, dad and I are about to fly to his land of birth - Istanbul, Turkey on June 26th. It will be my brother and I's first time there and to have dad will be brilliant. He is soo excited and worked so hard his whole life to provide for his family. When i think of all he has achieved in his lifetime I am just in awe. His motto has been, and always will be, above all else my family and their safety and happiness comes first. For 30 years he has worked as a Storeman 6 days a week from 4am until 5pm he retired and now volunteers to drive elderly and disabled people all around Melbourne 4 days a week. Even though he pays for the petrol himself he says it is a very small price to pay for meeting new friends. He made it a point to always take my brother and I to play sports and never ever missed a game or training session over 15 years. As far as he sees it, Australia has been, and continues to be, very good to him and now he wants to give something back to the community. What a guy - one in millions!
Jun 8, '03
Did I mention this? I found a site (spam SOMEtimes has good stuff, LOL!) where I bought a cherry "valet" I think they call it (holds jewelry, $, odd stuff for guys) and you can write your own poem to be engraved onto the top. It is BEAUTIFUL. Course I haven't seen it yet. But I wrote Dad a poem about some of the fun times we've had. I can't wait to see it! (after you write your poem you can "click" to see how the actual poem looks on the box, cool!)
You are my dad, and Tommy's grampa.
You made all the bad monsters go away,
You bought me little trinkets to decorate my arms
You put your arms around me
And you showed me how to ski.
We've often had fun times,
Going to the beach, the islands,
Looking at loons, watching waves at Higgins Beach.
You gave me words of wisdom,
Words of love and encouragement.
You are my dad.
Like God's love, which forgives everything,
Like God, who tells me He delights in me,
You are my dad.
And I thank God for you.
Jun 9, '03
Lovely poem, although it brings tears to my eyes, this will be my first Father's Day since my Dad died in Dec. I truly miss him. He too had medical problems and I took care of him the last 3 years of his life and I would not trade them for anything in the world, we got to know each other well.
Not quite sure how I feel about being an orphan---to those of you that still have your parents---cherish them each and every day.
Jun 9, '03
Originally posted by tris
Lovely poem, although it brings tears to my eyes, this will be my first Father's Day since my Dad died.
And everyone else who has lost a parent, God bless you.
Jun 10, '03
Beautiful poem. Too bad, nothing would touch my Dad' s heart, even this. Ours is a sad, long story and a chilly relationship, as is mine w/mom. I have my share of blame, I am sure, but it all began LONG before I made choices that lead me to have a VERY bad relationship with both parents, living 2000 miles away, and only having made an occasional phone call home. They made their choices as to which daughter deserves all the love and support and it ain't me. Such is life. So poems like this while they are beautiful, serve only to remind me what I will never have with my parents, break my heart and mourn. I hope others can patch up any differences and have peace with their parents and relationships. It is important if you can do this.
To those who have good and loving relationships with their parents, I say, TREASURE AND APPRECIATE it cause you have not a clue what it's like to be without the love and support of a parent in your adult years. Best wishes to all the fathers here for a wonderful Fathers' Day.
Jun 10, '03
Originally posted by SmilingBluEyes
Beautiful poem. Too bad, nothing would touch my Dad' s heart, even this.
I'm sorry, that is hard.
If you are into prayer, believe me it could help. I had accused Dad of sexual abuse and alienated my whole family! Today I don't know OR know that it really happened, but it was tearing ME up. I prayed about it. I'm pretty sure it was false memory. Two sisters still won' t speak to me (out of 8 sibs). But I have been able to forgive (NOT forget) and move on, and Dad and I have done tremendous work on this. He still says nothing ever happened, and I say I love you even if it did
My two sisters and I have that "impossible" relationship where I am not allowed to contact them.
But I am still praying about it, the jury is out still!
p.s. I also have a LARGE "family of choice", safe loving people who are a fairly good substitute for the healthy family I DON'T have. It's not as good but it does help.