“You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
I apologize for the late post I had some family problems which connects somewhat with this post. Also the fact that it is Fathers Day.
Losing a Parent is the hardest thing I have experienced in my life. Losing someone who brought you up, protected you, loved you and cherished you. It leaves a hole in you that hurts like nothing you’ve ever felt.
The initial loss is like being hit by a truck. The recovery is even longer.
However, you remember the things about them you never thought about before. You think about the stupid things they did and the ways they made you happy.
The funeral is hard. Of course it is. What funeral isn’t. Though you’d be surprised how much laughter you’ll find at a funeral. Obviously along with a lot of tears.
Losing a parent especially at a “young” age will effect you for a long time. It will make the holidays a dreaded time.
Then……… things will get easier. The hole in you’re chest will become smaller. You’ll still remember the sad things. Certain objects will trigger the sort of sadness that feels as if it will never go away.
It will get easier though.
You will remember the happiness they brought.
It will get better.
Thanks for Reading
This post is dedicated to my Dad. Lost but not forgotten.