It's been a week and I'm still struggling. Still in Utah. I'm in denial a lot of the time, to be honest. My entire dad - leather biker jacket, favorite jeans, etc all fit into this little box on the table. We're going to sprinkle his ashes according to his wishes as soon as our brother comes here from Mississippi
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all i remember about the week after ray's mom passed was that i felt like i was covered head to toe in bubble wrap. foggy and weird and just going through the motions, but so fragile. everything, EVERYTHING hurt.
whatever you're feeling is normal and right - and a week, a month, a year from now, it will still be normal and right.
sending you all the positivity and light i can. hang in there.
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It's only been a week. It's going to take a while--months, maybe a year to three years. The thing is that there is no set time to heal. Grieving takes its own time, and if you try to hurry it--or if someone tries to hurry you--it will grab you and shake you like a pit bull shaking a rag doll ( ... )
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It's hard to lose a loved one. Half my family has been lost to cancer. I know it doesn't compare to a father or mother, but I do know how you feel. It takes time for it to sink in, but eentually you will cope. And having his memories inside you will help.
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When my grandma died, it took a while for it to feel real to me. *hugs*
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