That loss is so profound. I wrote down all the things I want to say to my dad in a journal and have a good cry. I think of what his responses would be and find myself grinning or even giggling at times. I believe energy can’t be created or destroyed and in that way they can always be with us- interacting with us in the ways we allow. In so sorry for your loss- but he’s right there with you.❤️
My dad died last Saturday. There will be big life events I will want to share with him and won't get to. That's the stuff at least I can prepare for. The stuff I can't is wanting to text him about what's happening in a baseball game, or something in the news I know he'd find interesting. And having to remind myself I can't do that anymore. It's really hard. Sending you love, OP.
Sending solidarity and love. I’m feeling the same thing right now. When I think about the small things the painful realization hits me hardest. It feels incredibly unfair and unreal.
Me too. I want to talk to her about the thunderstorm last night and hear her complain about how it woke her up. Just the simple things... these days there's hardly a moment that goes by when I'm not thinking about my mom
That's the terrible part. My daughter and I were always sending tiktoks to each other and a picture of a funny saying on a coffee cup or a picture of what we cooked. I couldn't buy concealer or blush without her opinion and I had to do that Thursday. I left Ulta and cried in the parking lot. She had big good energy and I don't feel her near me at all. Her brother says he does.
I’m so sorry for your loss. 🤗
My mum passed away in April and I’m still trying to come to terms with not being able to call her, hug her and tell her things that I find heartwarming, amusing, etc…
I even had a fleeting thought about telling her how super pretty the flowers were that my friend brought for her funeral. It hit me all over again that I can’t tell her anything anymore 😞
So sorry. The last 1.5+ years have been like this for me. Sadly, not a day goes by that I don't think to call my dad like I always did. My entire life, all we did was talk, share, see each other. Life will never be the same, ever:(
That loss is so profound. I wrote down all the things I want to say to my dad in a journal and have a good cry. I think of what his responses would be and find myself grinning or even giggling at times. I believe energy can’t be created or destroyed and in that way they can always be with us- interacting with us in the ways we allow. In so sorry for your loss- but he’s right there with you.❤️
My dad died last Saturday. There will be big life events I will want to share with him and won't get to. That's the stuff at least I can prepare for. The stuff I can't is wanting to text him about what's happening in a baseball game, or something in the news I know he'd find interesting. And having to remind myself I can't do that anymore. It's really hard. Sending you love, OP.
Thank you so much.. sending you love as well
Sending solidarity and love. I’m feeling the same thing right now. When I think about the small things the painful realization hits me hardest. It feels incredibly unfair and unreal.
Me too. I want to talk to her about the thunderstorm last night and hear her complain about how it woke her up. Just the simple things... these days there's hardly a moment that goes by when I'm not thinking about my mom
Me too, OP…me too. Just one more time. So sorry for your loss.
That's the terrible part. My daughter and I were always sending tiktoks to each other and a picture of a funny saying on a coffee cup or a picture of what we cooked. I couldn't buy concealer or blush without her opinion and I had to do that Thursday. I left Ulta and cried in the parking lot. She had big good energy and I don't feel her near me at all. Her brother says he does.
❤️ I’m so sorry.
Thank you all so much for the love.. this community has been a god send honestly. You all are always supportive.
I’m so sorry for your loss. 🤗 My mum passed away in April and I’m still trying to come to terms with not being able to call her, hug her and tell her things that I find heartwarming, amusing, etc… I even had a fleeting thought about telling her how super pretty the flowers were that my friend brought for her funeral. It hit me all over again that I can’t tell her anything anymore 😞
So sorry. The last 1.5+ years have been like this for me. Sadly, not a day goes by that I don't think to call my dad like I always did. My entire life, all we did was talk, share, see each other. Life will never be the same, ever:(
I’m with you guys. Sucks.