Getting Started Again

The memorial service was held on Monday in New Auburn, and it was the most difficult thing I’ve ever faced. It was so hard seeing all those people coming in to give their condolences.

Thank you to everyone who paid their respects. For those that didn’t, we understand.

We held up pretty well and it was all over before we knew it. Dad and I were both emotionally and physically drained by the end of the day.

Today, I’m back at work getting the rest of my life back in order. I feel that people are depending on me to get some things done and I have to wrestle with those feelings because I have some of my own issues to deal with.

You can go about your day as if nothing happened, completely in denial or just unaware. Suddenly something triggers a memory, and there you sit, unable to focus on anything else but that memory. Then it goes away.

This blog is my therapy.