WebKittyn Warbles
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Late Night Sucks
I really miss you, dad.
Late at night and mid-afternoons are the worst, it's too quiet and I can't quite bring myself to accept that I'm never going to hear you talk or tell me you love me again.
There will be no more hugs.
I can't deal with anything. I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to try and 'get on with life,' I don't want to do anything except that which I can't do.
Fuck all the words, I just want my dad.
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Not that you need someone so far away to say it, but I will because I love you.
You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to or that you’re not ready to do. You are not required by any time line whatsoever to get over it. If you look at the history of mourning, people can take years before they can deal with day to day. Do not worry if you’re not fitting someone else’s comfort zone. If you still need to a year from now, or tomorrow, mourn all you want. I will listen and be there for you.
It took me over two years to deal with the loss of my Gram. It took me nearly three after the loss of my Bapa. You are entitled to anything and everything you feel. Just don’t forget to feel, that’s all I ask.
Mare Martell Stotler on 02/05 at 12:36 AM
<-- Steal me!









