Why can't I remember dad before he got ill? In the ebb and flow of grief, the unexpected new stages amaze me. I didn’t anticipate this third Christmas without dad to be so hard. I dreaded the first and was surprised by the relative ease with which I got through it. Even the second Christmas did not have the all-consuming grief and depression of this one. Maybe it’s because the … [Read more...]
Grief Is A Personal Journey
There is no right or wrong way to grieve. I was so happy when I took this picture and shared it with family and friends. Dad had come through a frightening stay in the ICU and was feeling better than he had in months. Yet underlying that joy, there was a feeling of dread. We had dodged this bullet but another one was coming. We just didn’t know when. It is two … [Read more...]