So I hit the 13 year mark without my Dad.
It doesn’t even seem real actually, I still think about him often m, sometimes I picture him down the basement of my parents house on the phone doing his work, I think about how I wish I could call him just to hear his voice.
When you lose someone it doesn’t really matter how many years go by, they are always in your thoughts and continue to be, knowing that he’s been gone for 13 years makes me stop and think just how precious life is, how I’ve been on this earth for an additional 13 years or how my beautiful Mother has been on this earth for additional 13 years.
It’s something I have learned not to take for granted. I will continue to thank God every day for the special memories I had with my wonderful father and honor his memory, by helping anyone that may be going through this that needs someone to talk to you or maybe even something like this to read to make them realize that it’s OK to still be grieving it’s OK to feel the way you’re feeling honor yourself every day and feel what you feel.
WhenyouloseyourDad 