Someone told me when I lost my dad that it will get easier and that it takes five years to grieve . I am not sure that is correct . According to that I should be “fine” now … But I will be honest I still have complete break downs where I cry my eyes out and scream and wish that I could see and hear my parents again … Moments where I am mad as hell that they died on me.
And as for the five year grieving process; well I can say that, yes, it does get easier, as with time I got used to not having them around. I have gotten used to not calling my mom for her advice or expecting a birthday call from them and I have gotten used to not seeing them or hearing from them but as for missing them less or the easier part I am not so sure about. It gets harder for me to truly remember the sound of their voices, or the touch of their hands. And I hate that my children will never know them. And as more time goes by the memories feel like they are memories of memories.
To my mom and dad, wherever you are, may your souls be free and happy and know that you are forever in my heart and I love you and your memories at times make me laugh and at times make me cry.