Tomorrow marks the 11 year anniversary of my dad leaving us to help fill heaven. It seems like yesterday even to this day and I wait patiently for the ‘It gets easier’ part. It doesn’t get easier, I just hold back tears a little better, know that he wouldn’t want me to cry that he’s gone but to celebrate his life and all he helped me become today.
Today we found out that the love of my life’s grandmother passed. It’s sad, death is sad and we all have the ones we could keep by our sides forever.
I remember the call as it came to me, I remember the weather, getting to the hospital as he lie passed on and falling to my knees. The viewing, the service, all of it remains vivid.
