If you’ve been reading my blog for a while then you’re aware that my father passed away. What you may not know is that today is the day he began his transition last year. Tomorrow is the actual day that he passed. I typed those words and immediately became overcome with sadness. I remember hearing about how people dealt with loss in different ways. I used to wonder how I would deal with it when the time came for me. It’s a realization I wish I never had to face. Nevertheless, my family and I have had to try our best to pick up the broken pieces. I can’t stress enough how difficult it is to find the strength to cope with loss. There are days when I feel completely numb, like I can’t feel anything at all. Then there are days when I feel like all of my emotions are going to cause me to explode. It’s the weirdest thing and I can’t explain it. If you’ve been there, then you know. Even after a year I still can’t fully grasp that he’s gone.
The best advice I can give those of you who are coping with loss is to stay close to your family. I say this a lot and I mean it…family is EVERYTHING. My family is far from perfect and we’ve had some really big, ugly blow ups. At the end of the day though, they are my support system. I know they have my back no matter what. It’s been comforting to know that all of us are going through the same thing as well. We all collectively miss our father. We also know that it’s up to us to take care of our mother now that he’s gone. We can never know the pain that she feels having lost her one and only love.
I’ve always been the type of person who is never without a camera. I’m so glad I never missed a chance to take pictures my father. If one picture is worth a thousand words, then my father and I have shared millions. Today I wanted to show some of my favorite pictures with him.
Here’s a little collage I put together:
If you’re coping with the loss of a loved one, don’t hold it in. Express your feelings with people you care about. Don’t be afraid to talk about the good times as well as the bad in remembrance of that person. It’s part of the healing process. Although the process is long and you’ll probably never fully heal, it’s important to keep on living. There are still great moments to be had.
I’d like to dedicate this post to my father and my family. We’re a wild and crazy bunch, but I wouldn’t trade any of you for the entire world.
What’s your advice for how to find the strength to cope with loss?
Until next time…