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*Edit I can’t thank you all enough for your kind words and love and for sharing your own grief so bravely and beautifully*
What an My feelings of grief
Grief is a weird thing. Once you feel it, you can’t un feel it, ever. It becomes a part of you. It’s true that time heals but nothing takes it away. Time, helps you live with grief. It helps the day to day pain ease and allows you to grow stronger and carry on over the years and I promise, you will see the light again. You will laugh again without feeling sad, you will love again without feeling guilty. But the grief still lives inside you.
Sometimes even 20 years on I think, I must tell my dad that… and my tummy flips, my body heats up as that gut wrenching feeling washes over me because I remember that
he’s not here.
We all grieve differently because we have all had a different relationship with the person that we are missing. For me, he was my dad. We had our ups and downs for sure but he was my dad and I was his girl. He loved me as a baby, as a child, as a teenager and only just as an adult because he went too soon.
He went too soon to meet my children or to see me get married and dance with me on my wedding day and he would have danced all night.
20 years ago he died suddenly of a massive brain haemorrhage at the age of 52. I can remember everything like it happened yesterday. I can smell the smells and I can relive the whole scenario and feel the sensations that I was feeling then. Not as strong but at milestone times like this, it’s vivid. Some years, this time passes and I feel sad and other years it hits me again like a tonne of bricks. But that’s what grief does to you and that’s why it’s always with you.
He’s missed out on so much of us.
But he lives on every day in the funny stories that we tell about him all the time. He lives on in our mannerisms and beliefs. He was the funniest man I have ever met and one of my last happy memories of him is of him telling me one of his stories and crying so hard with laughter that we couldn’t breathe.
I love you pops and miss you every day.
If you’re grieving, wether it be for a friend, a partner, a family member, a child, I send you all my love and strength and tell you to be gentle with yourself. Take your time and you will feel stronger. There’s no wrong or right way to feel but know that if your are grieving that you were loved by the person that you are missing and that’s what you need to keep hold of.
What an My feelings of grief
Grief is a weird thing. Once you feel it, you can’t un feel it, ever. It becomes a part of you. It’s true that time heals but nothing takes it away. Time, helps you live with grief. It helps the day to day pain ease and allows you to grow stronger and carry on over the years and I promise, you will see the light again. You will laugh again without feeling sad, you will love again without feeling guilty. But the grief still lives inside you.
Sometimes even 20 years on I think, I must tell my dad that… and my tummy flips, my body heats up as that gut wrenching feeling washes over me because I remember that
he’s not here.
We all grieve differently because we have all had a different relationship with the person that we are missing. For me, he was my dad. We had our ups and downs for sure but he was my dad and I was his girl. He loved me as a baby, as a child, as a teenager and only just as an adult because he went too soon.
He went too soon to meet my children or to see me get married and dance with me on my wedding day and he would have danced all night.
20 years ago he died suddenly of a massive brain haemorrhage at the age of 52. I can remember everything like it happened yesterday. I can smell the smells and I can relive the whole scenario and feel the sensations that I was feeling then. Not as strong but at milestone times like this, it’s vivid. Some years, this time passes and I feel sad and other years it hits me again like a tonne of bricks. But that’s what grief does to you and that’s why it’s always with you.
He’s missed out on so much of us.
But he lives on every day in the funny stories that we tell about him all the time. He lives on in our mannerisms and beliefs. He was the funniest man I have ever met and one of my last happy memories of him is of him telling me one of his stories and crying so hard with laughter that we couldn’t breathe.
I love you pops and miss you every day.
If you’re grieving, wether it be for a friend, a partner, a family member, a child, I send you all my love and strength and tell you to be gentle with yourself. Take your time and you will feel stronger. There’s no wrong or right way to feel but know that if your are grieving that you were loved by the person that you are missing and that’s what you need to keep hold of.
if you're having a tough time, just close your eyes and imagine her, or think of a memory, you'll be surprised at how well you remember her voice x
. Much love to you xxx
my heart breaks for you all.