A Long December
"And there's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last. I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass." - Counting Crows
Hi, friends. Long time no see. I’m well aware that I didn’t post at all in December. I sat down several times and tried to write, but it didn’t work.
The shock of losing my father has faded, and reality has begun to set in. I’ve always had these preconceived notions of what it would be like to lose someone close to me. Turns out, the reality is much different than what I expected. In the past two months, I have found happiness in the depths of my sadness. I have laughed more than I ever thought I would. I have cried unexpectedly and have not cried when I felt I should. Grief is weird like that. It’s unpredictable.
