Dear Kristoffer you were their when your father passed. the fact your were not in the room does not mean you were not their. My father waited until my mom left until he died. he made sure she was not their. It hard to understand what when how but he knew. I was their when he was alive. I was their their when he needed me. That’s what he wanted.
You were their every day for your dad. the drives you took the ups and downs you endured. That’s what mattered.
As to how you go on. You close your eyes and you just …….
The weird thing is everything that’s happened in the last couple of years, especially in the last couple of weeks, is coming together in my head in terms of a book. It’s a little scary how plots come together.
One day at a time is how we do it. One step at a time , one hour at a time, if need be . You find a way some how, because you have to. When some one you love needs you, you find a way to continue on some how. Hide in a closet and have a good cry if you need to, and let those who want to help, do so . Even it is a little thing like doing your shopping for you or making a meal for you, it can be a real help. I wish I was closer, so I could do some of those small things for you. I know how important those little gestures can be during a time like this.
Hang in there and be good to yourself. Hugs!
My neighbors have been awesome about meals. They’re very sweet. And my co-workers? One of the best groups I’ve had the pleasure to know. And then there’s my online group of friends. All the good wishes have finally given us a bit of breathing room. =)
Dear Kristoffer you were their when your father passed. the fact your were not in the room does not mean you were not their. My father waited until my mom left until he died. he made sure she was not their. It hard to understand what when how but he knew. I was their when he was alive. I was their their when he needed me. That’s what he wanted.
You were their every day for your dad. the drives you took the ups and downs you endured. That’s what mattered.
As to how you go on. You close your eyes and you just …….
The weird thing is everything that’s happened in the last couple of years, especially in the last couple of weeks, is coming together in my head in terms of a book. It’s a little scary how plots come together.
that is the point. everything happens for a reason. You are right where you are suppose to be at that second.
One day at a time is how we do it. One step at a time , one hour at a time, if need be . You find a way some how, because you have to. When some one you love needs you, you find a way to continue on some how. Hide in a closet and have a good cry if you need to, and let those who want to help, do so . Even it is a little thing like doing your shopping for you or making a meal for you, it can be a real help. I wish I was closer, so I could do some of those small things for you. I know how important those little gestures can be during a time like this.
Hang in there and be good to yourself. Hugs!
My neighbors have been awesome about meals. They’re very sweet. And my co-workers? One of the best groups I’ve had the pleasure to know. And then there’s my online group of friends. All the good wishes have finally given us a bit of breathing room. =)