These days since my father’s death I’ve been moving through life at my usual pace. Seeing me from the outside doesn’t look much different than before, but my insides feel crumpled. It’s as if my insides were a sheet of paper crumpled up into a small ball that has been laid flat on the table […]
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A Man Like My Father
My friends, I am starting to see hope and feel gratitude after my father’s death. See, I have made many mistakes in my life, however, choosing to spend the rest of my life with the man I call my husband is not one of them. As time moves over the wound of losing my father, […]