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.
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It’s still hot in the south and it is technically Fall/Autumn. I’m so ready for it to cool down.
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It’s been 5 weeks since my dad passed away and I am still sad. This has been a time of figuring things out in this new normal. Knowing he is not here is tough. I am trying to find moments of joy where I can laugh and enjoy life. Tomorrow we are going to visit his grave for the first time and I have an idea of how I will feel and react but it could be something different. Let’s see how things go.
America is made of different races and different religions, but we’re all co-travelers on the spaceship Earth and must respect and help each other along the way.
Sooner or later, if man is ever to be worthy of his destiny, we must fill our hearts with tolerance.
Stan Lee
Remember when cell phones were used for actual phone calls and people answered them? I remember those days. It’s OK to answer when it rings or whatever sound it makes when a call comes in.
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