Coming to a year since my dad passed
Not a single day, not a single morning or a single night have I not remembered him and miss him. I can be at work, in the middle of the happiest most joyous occasion, I can be talking to you ….. heck even brushing my teeth in the morning and I see my dad looking into the mirror like he used to.
Time only allows you to master the art of performative function or hits you with other crises that momentarily take over - the loss remains fresh in mind and heart.