It has been almost six weeks since I lost my Dad. I have gone through the grief process some, it still hurts. I find myself crying on a moments notice. Mother's Day weekend was harder than I thought. We all planned to surprise Mom with a get together and we were actually able to do it. We ate the leftover food from the funeral that had been frozen. I was a little rough around the edges personally. I had kept a shirt my Dad had worn before he passed and put it in a ziploc bag. It still smelled like him when I put it in there. On Saturday I went to smell it, and the smell was gone.
Vaughn has said it does not get any easier, you just don't think about it as often. I hope not thinking about Dad and remembering who he was are two different things.
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