It has been 7 years since I have seen this smile.
Dad died early in the very early morning of 11/2/2014 at Sacred Heart Hospital in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. My nephew Kyle, and I, were at his side, when his heart slowed and stopped. I knew I would miss him, but I underestimated the void that would be left in my life. He and I were such good friends and he was so much fun to know and have as part of my life. I was a lucky daughter, to be sure.
It was hard for me to carry on after Dad died. I look back now and can better see how deep was the sorrow that I was managing through. I learned that grief is individual and very personal.
I will always remember the cliché words said that were meant to be kind, or the encouraging advice that was given, but that I now know, all are better left unsaid. I hope that I have learned to be a better friend to someone who is grieving.
Today I am grateful for photos that captured Dad's smile and character.
These memories are truly priceless.
And so it goes.
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