I still am reeling from the loss of my father. I just can't seem to come to terms with it. I have already gone through all the cliches'...he's in a better place, he's out of pain now, he's probably with you even more now, you'll see him again someday, so why doesn't any of them make me feel any better?
As much as anything, I HATE the idea that he isn't in Mapleton waiting for me to give him a hug. I HATE the idea of him being gone!!! I HATE that the man who has made me feel safe and secure is not on this earth to comfort me!!!
Yeah, it's selfish! I can see all of the "me's" and "I's" in my statements. But I know I'm not the only one who feels like this. That in itself is a heart break.