Tag: loss
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Tiny pink urn
Dad’s taught me so much of what I know; how to tie my laces, how to ride a bike, how to swim, how to be facetious and mostly get away with it, how to pull funny pranks on mates…and the important things; like how to be a good friend, how to really listen to someone,…
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Painful firsts
Tomorrow is my first FIRST. My first Father’s day without my Dad. I can’t find the words to express to you how FUCKING PAINFUL this is. Dad…how can it be? How do I cope tomorrow? When you lose your Dad…breathing becomes very difficult…as if your very lungs are on fire. Your whole body aches terribly.…
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The world is different without my Dad in it
I feel like even the air hangs differently without my Dad somewhere on this earth, laughing in his gruff, deep voice and shaking his head because he’s “chuffed” with something. I miss my Dad. Grief doesn’t arrive when I’m alone at home on a weekend where I can just cry. Instead, it gripped me tight…
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Stuffing grief down to my feet
…doesn’t work, guys. It just does NOT work. I am trying to go to work – full 8 hour days at the office (Praise God, I’m in a really great job with very little responsibility or I would have fallen apart ages ago) and be ‘normal’ while inside I’m crumbling and hurting over my Dad’s…
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Hurting
Oh My God This is painful, Lord. Losing my Dad is the most painful thing I have ever experienced And it’s ongoing. That’s the kicker. It doesn’t end. It shows you NO hope of letting up. My Dad 😠My Dad is gone. Losing my Dad is like losing the marrow from my very bones.…
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Grief
My Dad – someone who often was my whole world in my eyes – is the first person I’ve ever lost. This is my first experience of grief and I don’t know what to do. Grief is obviously different for everyone. Some grieve lost dreams, the loss of babies before they got to be older,…