It's been a tough 8 weeks since my father's passing and I'm still slowly coming to terms with it. It's hard to believe he's gone but I know he's at peace and no longer suffering so much as he did before.
For anyone who's lost parent, it's loosing a part of yourself and the wound never full heals. Just scabs over. My scab is still healing and at times it oozes but eventually it will close - leaving a scar.
I know he would want me to go on, and so I am. I've gotten back into reading - which is good - cause there is nothing at the moment on TV that he calling to me. Hopefully, it distracts my mind a bit.
We'll see ...
Still not open for accepting ARC's from anyone new, so if you are seeing this and thinking to reach out - chances are I will not answer you.
I'm just taking things moment by moment.
Hope you have a blessed day.