It's been 5 weeks since dad has gone...
Although I carried on life as usual for the past 5 weeks, something was still not very right deep inside me. Simply saying, I didn't have moods to do many things, and I was pretty absent minded. Then, I realized that's called "grief", the experience I had never had before.
It's true time is the best medicine to heal any wounds. Today, I feel that I should walk out from the cave and get moving...
2 comments:
Be strong MY. Life has to move on. I'm sure your Dad is smiling at you when you are strong and move on to life.
Thx CY, I will.
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