I’m unsure where I am at this point but what I DO know is that I plan to write a future blog post on what not to do/say when one loses their father. Death is never an easy transition for the loved ones left behind, but this is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever been forced to do. No foresight, no time or warning, just…gone. And who knew that last post, The Armor of Fine II, would wind up being my mantra. The next stage will likely be depression.
We will love and miss you forever, Daddy.
I know it’s often taboo to write such personal thoughts, but sometimes writing is the best (legal) medicine. Besides, I don’t do illegal. So, it is between writing my heart out or going nuts. I’ll choose writing.