I woke up last night at exactly 2:00 am - almost the exact time that my father passed away last week. There must have been some part of my subconscious that would not allow me to sleep past this first landmark and I lay awake for a while just feeling the loss of my father. Only one week and it feels like at least a year. On another note, today was my first day back at work and even though I'm still so tired and my heart still aches, it helped to be back doing what I'm used to doing and being kept busy. I know time will heal the ache so I'll just take it one day at a time for now.
What I'm Thankful for:
How beautiful the fresh fallen snow looks in the morning sunshine. Kind and caring friends who haven't been afraid to express their sympathy - it really does help to know that others care. My wonderful children who really are the light of my life. The knowledge that through the gospel I'll be able to be with my father again.
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Zack's letter really was so sweet...
Some days are better than others, aren't they? I can only imagine as his daughter what you must feel, because as his granddaughter today I am still missing him so badly... I suppose I wanted to wake up today from a "bad" dream. Sorry, I'm just blubbering now.
I love you tons!!! *hugs*
Holly you are a strong example and we are so greatful to have you back at work even if it seems so odd right now. One day at a time is a great title to this post. Thank you for your example of strength and your strong example as a daughter of our heavenly father. I know your heavenly father is proud of you as well as your dear father who has joined him. We love you! Just know we are here to listen to the good and bad times.
@manda
my words exactly- I just can't seem to write anything- it just hurts and I miss dad.
But I want to find expression some how. it will come.
At the very least, all this has caused us siblings to express more love than we ever have. That would make dad happy.
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