Bringing it all back…

My best friend’s father died this past week. My friend and I have known each other since we were 17 years old. Over 30 years of friendship, man that seems so long…

Losing my own father this past February, my heart hurts for her. I know exactly how she feels and my eyes fill with tears when I think of her and her family. Losing a parent sucks plain and simple. I texted her this afternoon to let her know I’ve been thinking of her and her family and she said something so true that made me cry, “It’s forever…that’s the part I don’t want to grasp.” It is forever there’s no waiting for him to come back from where he went. There’s no more phone calls, or hearing his voice. There’s only the memories and things that he did that made you laugh and things that exasperated you that you’d give anything to experience again. You’d do it all again if given the chance.

My dad loved to tell stories, you could talk to him about anything. And he would have a corresponding story that happened to him. He would usually have you laughing by the end. I miss his stories. I miss him. I wanted to tell my friend that it gets easier the more time that passes. I would have been lying. I’m still not at that point where it gets easier. I’m still grasping the its forever and he’s not coming back part. I still cry when writing about my dad.

And now thinking about my friend and what she’s going through I cry also.

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