Thursday, January 05, 2012
Ripping off the scab.
Just when I'm slipping into the regular routine. It's time to put my father in his final resting place. He didn't want to be buried in the place he died. So we are putting him to rest where he wanted this weekend. I'm afraid it's going to rip me up again but I HAVE to be there. I would never forgive myself if I didn't go. So it's a road trip for my family this weekend. I hope your plans are more fun.
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It's heartbreaking to read your last few posts, but at the same time, you sound strong. Angry, sad, empty and strong. You'll be on my mind and in my heart this weekend.
My children continue to have the wound opened since their dad's death in 07. At least the moments are fewer and further between and less painful each time. My thoughts remain with you.
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