The waves of grief will continue for some time. I found some times it was more like being hit by a truck. And many times it come out of nowhere and broadsides you.
" I had to confront those feelings of Dad never seeing the back deck Jamie made ". This goes on day in and day out here. He never saw the addition when he came home because of the broken neck. Every day I see something he made or built as he built everything here.
I no longer spend hours crying, that stopped during the second year. Hard to believe it will be 4 years in 3 months...
I wish I could give you hugs and more comfort.
Gosh, 4 years now? There was so much building and finishing after he was gone. It must have been so hard not to share your day with him.
The oddest thing is life going on, right? Like your heart stopped a little when they went, but everything else keeps moving. The sun comes out. We go about our indusy. But they arent there.
I can only imagine how hard it's going to be for Mum. It's good to hear stories like this so I can support her too. She had even more history him, of course.
Accepting you hugs over the miles!