Life Goes On

My father passed away last Saturday. I'm slowly getting used to the idea that he is now part of my past but no longer part of my present life.  I know that is something that everyone must go through when their loved ones pass away. I know it is part of life and part of the experience ob being human. Grief is an experience as old as mankind. The ancient poets and writers wrote about it. It is something we share with all cultures of the world. Now it is just my turn.
I am looking forward to getting past this very difficult time in my life and getting on with living again. I know there are many good experiences waiting for me ahead. Fortunately it is spring, my best season, and my SAD depression is now over.  I am already beginning to feel better. There are still times when the pain of my loss boils to the surface and brings me to tears, but that is happening less often than before. The emotional wounds are beginning to heal.
I have no regrets. My family and I did all that we could to make my fathers last days as pleasant as possible.  It was a hard journey for him, but I know it helped to be at home and to have his family with him. He is at peace now. Now I must get on with living my life, because I know that is what he would want.
Much thanks to everyone for your kind words and hugs. It has meant a lot to me.