I ran across a post on Facebook several days ago that I can’t stop thinking about.
Tim Lawrence sums up my numerous thoughts and emotions on grieving in this eloquent and thoughtful post.
I could blast out THOUSANDS of words on the subject, and I could tell you all the ignorant and thoughtless cliches I heard after my father’s death nearly twenty years ago, many of which still sting if I allow myself to fixate on them.
I’m coming into an unfamiliar and somewhat unsettling season. At the same time, I’m finally moving through some hard, but necessary emotions.
As the twenty-year anniversary of my father’s passing approaches in Spring 2016, I find myself thinking more and more about him — my relationship with him, my life before his death and my current life, the after.
I was a fresh-faced twenty-year-old when he died. I’m now a much more weathered…
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