The milestone has been met, and whether I wanted to or not, whether I was ready or not, we have passed the one year mark of my parents’ passing. I am making it plural because even though my mom died a few months before my dad, his death really set the whole process back to
Tag: grief
This week I went to an anonymous support group. It had been on my radar for about three months, but on any given night that I could have gone, I lacked either the free time, the energy, or the courage. That being said, if there was one thing about me that I don’t mind sharing
In the year of firsts, today was another one. The first Father’s Day without my dad. I was not expecting to be passing this first so soon. In fact the last time I wrote about grief, I was talking about losing my mom only a few months before. But my dad, never fully bounced back
My mom was diagnosed with cancer about a year ago, and after an all too quick battle, she passed away late last fall. I’ve been offline with the blog for awhile just because it was too much, I wanted to take some time to process and figure things out, and quite honestly my heart was