January 10th 5:30am: I woke up early and got ready for school that way my dad wouldn't have to call me to wake up. After I was done changing I went back to my room and went on my phone. After being on my phone for about 30 minutes, I heard a knock on the door. I wasn't going to answer the door because it was 6 in the morning and someone was knocking on the door. I just ignored the first knock, after the first knock, the door bell rang, I finally got up to go look out the window, that's when I saw the RCMP car. I opened the door and the officer said "where's your parents" I replied "my mom's in Medicine Hat and my dad is at work." After I said that he asked if he could step and I said sure, then I asked what was going on he said let's go take a seat. I thought I was in trouble. After we sat down he said "we considered your dad as one of our own" I was confused. He then said at 2:16 that morning, as he was on his way to work, my dad had slid through the intersection at highway 12 and was struck by a truck, they did everything they could to save him. This was the most difficult news process of my life, a huge part of me wanted to die and I just fell on the floor crying, he came over to where I was sitting and hugged me. The officer told me the last words my dad said. "Tell My Kids I Love Them", I have to got the rest of my life without most important person in my life, I'll never know what it's like to go on a father son vacation. The night before, I told my dad I loved him, I haven't said that in a long time. RIP Dad, We miss you so much. :'( ❤️ even after 8 months it's still hard to process, thinking about him breaks me down.
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