I didn't come to my father's, I lied that I was up to my throat, and in the morning I woke up by a phone call.

The role of parents in life The child is hard to overestimate. They give him life, educate him and send him on a free voyage. In an ideal world, the bond between adult children and their parents grows stronger over the years. But in reality, it can even be broken. Why this happens and whether it is worth harbouring silly resentments against your father or mother, read our history today.



I was born into a very ordinary family. My mom worked as a seamstress and my dad was a carpenter. My parents wanted to put me on my feet and give me a good education. They always wanted a better life for me, they sacrificed a lot for my good.

I tried my best to make my mom and dad happy as much as I could. Graduated from school with a gold medal and entered the budget in the capital university. I remember my parents having a whole party about it. But a month after I left, joy replaced grief. My beloved mother was suddenly hospitalized. A serious illness escalated and took her life.



I couldn't accept what had happened. Until recently, my mother lived, created and radiated happiness. And now she's gone. Every night before I went to bed, I prayed to God that Mommy would just dream. In her sleep she was again filled with her ringing laugh, and I woke up with tears in my eyes.

After what happened, my father closed himself. Days and nights he sat in his studio trying to distract himself with his work. I visited my father every weekend to support him. But it wasn't easy for me. I didn't want to drop out of school, so I always felt like I wasn't doing enough for my dad.



It was a year before I realized I couldn’t grieve forever. I wanted to improve my life, get an education, find a job and start a family. And as soon as that realization came to me, I met Misha. He was 7 years older than me, doing business and living in his apartment. Almost immediately Misha asked me to move in with him, and a few months later he asked me to marry him.

We had a modest wedding. That day, for the first time ever, I saw my father smile. The joyous event dispelled the grief that reigned in our family. And then I went into the family routine. Immediately after graduation, I became pregnant. Dad and I saw each other less and less.



And then he started to get sick. I couldn’t visit him often with a baby in my arms. More often, my aunt, my father’s sister, called me and told me how he felt. A couple of times he even lay in the hospital, and then he was sent home under the supervision of the local nurse Gali.

One day I came to visit my father and noticed that he was acting strangely towards this woman. He seemed to be younger and much happier. My fears were confirmed when my dad called me and told me he wanted to marry Gala. I didn't understand how that was possible. It was a betrayal of the memory of my beloved mother.



I didn't want to believe what was happening. I tried to understand why my father did this. But the resentment that lives inside me only grew stronger every day. Because of this, our relationship with my father has come to an end. My aunt used to call me and try to make me feel better. But it didn't help.

Dad felt like I didn't want to talk to him. One day he called me, apologized, really wanted me to come to him. It turned out he was in the hospital again. But I turned him down, I lied about my business, my worries. The next morning I got a phone call.



From the tube I heard my aunt’s alarming voice: “Tanya, come quickly.” He's gone. It wasn't tonight. The doctors fought to the last but could not save him.” The world was shaking, there was no strength to cry. In that moment, I realized how selfish I had been all along. My dad needed me, and I just turned my back on him because of some stupid childhood resentment.

It is impossible to turn back time. Dad, I hope you'll forgive me. Sleep tight.

While adult children build their lives, communication with parents very often goes to the background. This story is a sad example of how a stupid resentment can put an end to a father-daughter relationship. It is a pity that sometimes, only after going through grief, you can realize your mistakes.

Call your parents right now and tell them how much you love them.