Wii Dance with friends!

Just coming to terms of my Dad's absence. For the past few weeks we've cleaned cupboard, drawers and boxes. The most difficult thing I had to do today was throw away my Dad's slippers. They'd sat beside his chair ever since his death whilst everyone and everything around them changed, but now it was time to move on. I've been through the sadness, anger, guilt and back to sadness. Grief is a rocky road. You're doing fine and then something will remind you, you'll never be able to speak to them again. For me, I'd just got back from a week away and I caught myself. I couldn't let him know I was back safely! This realisation hits like a brick to the head and a punch to the gut. I cried, sobbing uncontrollably, but each time it's getting less and less. That feeling of loss is getting smaller and being replaced with thanks & praise that he was my devoted father and I can proudly say I was his Son. Still miss him every day. ❤️