I am sorry for all those who have lost someone. I have found out what loss is in the only way that I could. I lost my dad 20 months ago. At first I was wrapped up in the tasks of getting the funeral behind us and caring for family members. I thought after the funeral things would be all better..

3 months later on what would have been his 90th birthday, my feelings really started to come out. Then I really began to grieve. And I am still grieving. The sadness is less but the loss is more apparent to me. I guess I did not see my dad dying or I avoided it. But now there is nowhere to hide and so I am coming to terms with losing him and eventually my mom. And the hardest part of all this is I can see I am following in my parents footsteps.