Visiting My Dad

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Today we visited my dad’s grave for the first time. It was surreal seeing his name engraved in marble. My reaction wasn’t what I thought it was going to be which is strange. I know everyone grieves differently but it seems like I am going through some motions here and I want to feel something. Dad, I miss you so much. Rest in power. To infinity and beyond.

(Please do not reblog, thank you.)

15 thoughts on “Visiting My Dad”

  1. I went through the motions of everyday life in a trance for several months when my husband died 5 years ago — giving voice to your feelings through your blog or personal journal or through talking with others is healing! Keep the good work going…

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  2. I know what you mean. It’s been ten months since my hubby died and I still can hardly believe it. Some days are okay, others like a huge part of me is missing. Mostly I’m just so sad. Reading your thoughts helps me understand better what my son’s are going through. No matter what you’re feeling, it’s okay ❤️

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  3. Hang in there Tony. You are going through one of the most difficult things to go through. Obviously, your father meant a lot to you. My father died 19 years ago + is also buried in a VA Cemetery out here in Oregon. Take Care Tony…

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