I’m doing a weird mix of crying because he’s gone and smiling because he was here
Love you dad, thank you so much for being you
I’m doing a weird mix of crying because he’s gone and smiling because he was here
Love you dad, thank you so much for being you
Sorry to hear that mate. It was the same when my dad died. It was all extremely sudden and I just felt like an observer, watching myself, waiting for an emotional reaction. It all happened after the funeral, I cried so hard I was literally firing projectile tears out my eyes.
I’m glad you have good memories of him. Hold on to that because they will be a great source of joy.
i started bawling before i even knew for sure it happened… i could tell by my aunt’s crying voice when she asked for my mom on the phone and then my mom’s gasp “he’s dead?” and i was already rolling on the floor crying.
what really pissed me off was all my uncles telling me i had to stop crying and be the man in the house. i wanted to punch them all in their dicks.
only time helps in this type of situation.