Is like a punch in the gut. It’s a reality check of your mortality. Time heals all wounds but sometimes it can cause you to forget the littlest details about a person and you have to look at old photographs and movies to remember the details.
I will miss him forever until we meet again. Losing a parent is never ever easy even when they have struggled with a devestating illness for years and watching the decline is tough. A once vital man reduced to a shell who struggled for each breath until God took him and his body could no longer sustain life.
Life is a gift and a curse because it gives you this intense capacity to love and when someone leaves….the love is still there, but now the object is gone. Intangible.
I simply wish I had more time.