It’s been one month since my dad passed away. It’s been hard to really grieve when there’s so much to be taken care of and I find myself in tears at the oddest times. You spend the days after, full of regrets and wishing you had done this or that, if you had only known what was to come…..
While Bobby was not my biological dad, he was the only dad that was what a dad should be. He’s always been there for me. He made me feel smart and good about myself. And in all the years he’s been in my life, I can’t even remember any unkind words that were said to me, not even when I was a horrible teenager who ran away to chase my future husband. He is the reason I’m so tech savvy. He bought my first computer and taught me how to use it. We were both nerds at heart.
My biggest regret is not telling him how much I loved him and I’m finding that now, at this time, I love him like never before. I feel like he’s around me and that he’s okay but I miss all the little things. I miss him. And as much as I hurt, I can only imagine how hard its been for my mom. With all the signs that have been shown to her in the last month, my prayer is that she embraces them spiritually; that she can see there is another side and he’s showing her that. She just has to believe, have faith, and know one day, we’ll all be fishing together again…..