I had been doing well with grief lately considering my dad passed only a month ago. It honestly surprised and confused me. I wasn't sure if this was it for my grieving? Did I just accept it? Was I in denial or avoiding it? I couldn't imagine the holidays without my dad, but I was starting to get used to the idea of Thanksgiving without him.


Now it's all hitting me today. As I went shopping today for Thanksgiving all I could think of was my dad. It's just not right without him here. I hate that life has to go on. I also thought I heard my dad today (see my other thread) and I so desperately wish it was him.



I watch General Hospital and I wanted to avoid it because they were killing off a character my dad's age. I ended up watching it and it was painful because the character's final moments reminded me of my dad. Watching his daughter at his bed side crying and screaming for him not to go reminded me of what I went through.

All of this has reopened the wound and I feel like I am back at square one at least for today. I just want my dad back.