I Am Still Here....
Hello Bloggerland...
I am still here. I am still around.
I just haven't been able to blog for a while...
Why not you say?
I've been in a tree and I couldn't get to a computer.
I know it sounds weird but since my Dad died in June, I have not been able to climb off this branch I'm perched on. I feel like I'm on a branch all alone, and although I can see people in the tree...I just can't get to them.
I should clarify that...I was on a branch....I feel like I've finally been able to climb back into my tree with the other people from my life....
This is what I've learned in the last four months about my grief.
1) I was not prepared AT ALL for how I was going to feel when my Dad died, even though I knew he was dying.
2) Being hurt in childhood (and as an adult) by a father is something you don't just 'get over' It takes time.
3) My family rocks. My husband, my girls and my extended family in Smithers (and beyond) held me up when I felt like I was going to fall.
4) Major house renovations and death DO. NOT. GO. TOGETHER. I'm a person who really does believe in God's timing but really? Moved out of my house...major major reno's and then dealing with my Dad's death, all at once? Baffled.
5) Everyone grieves differently. I will NEVER again think I know how things should look for another person when they are grieving.
I'm here now. I'm living my life, and remembering my Dad when he pops into my head. I've forgiven him for the things he was not to me...and I'm thankful for the things he was.
I'm very thankful for the peace God has given me in all this. I accept it, and move on........
I am still here. I am still around.
I just haven't been able to blog for a while...
Why not you say?
I've been in a tree and I couldn't get to a computer.
I know it sounds weird but since my Dad died in June, I have not been able to climb off this branch I'm perched on. I feel like I'm on a branch all alone, and although I can see people in the tree...I just can't get to them.
I should clarify that...I was on a branch....I feel like I've finally been able to climb back into my tree with the other people from my life....
This is what I've learned in the last four months about my grief.
1) I was not prepared AT ALL for how I was going to feel when my Dad died, even though I knew he was dying.
2) Being hurt in childhood (and as an adult) by a father is something you don't just 'get over' It takes time.
3) My family rocks. My husband, my girls and my extended family in Smithers (and beyond) held me up when I felt like I was going to fall.
4) Major house renovations and death DO. NOT. GO. TOGETHER. I'm a person who really does believe in God's timing but really? Moved out of my house...major major reno's and then dealing with my Dad's death, all at once? Baffled.
5) Everyone grieves differently. I will NEVER again think I know how things should look for another person when they are grieving.
I'm here now. I'm living my life, and remembering my Dad when he pops into my head. I've forgiven him for the things he was not to me...and I'm thankful for the things he was.
I'm very thankful for the peace God has given me in all this. I accept it, and move on........