Recently, again, the concept of time has become important.
Each year for the past 5 years it seems (since my Mom passed away) there has been something that happens and the advice is ‘Just give it some time… it’ll get better’. And it does.
There were days after my mom passed that I really wasn’t sure I was gonna make it without being hospitalized. I struggled tremendously with her passing. But now I can see something that reminds me she still watches over me and smile 🩷
Next was an empty nest, 3 of my kids moved out within a 4 month period (one had moved back home for a while). The other two moved on and out into the world. Again, I struggled but regained my footing with help, support, and time.
Now it is the passing of my Dad. We had our issues but forever and always I was a Daddy’s girls. And I was his princess (not always an easy thing to live up to). And my time has come again to ‘give it time… let it heal’. And I know it will. The pain and grief will lessen and seeing him take his last breath won’t bewilder me so much. See..I never thought my Dad would die… he was my hero, protector, my big strong Dad. He lived miraculously thru many things and times he probably shouldn’t have.
His last day he was so so sweet , with his big brown eyes looking at me and his cold hands squeezing mine because he was so happy I had made it. Bruised, small, cold, beaten by health and time he laid his head on my shoulder and we just sat that way holding hands for a while.
So now im in ‘that time’ again… I’m happy that I know that things will heal. I grateful for the support system I have and the knowledge I have of myself to make it thru.
Time is a thief that takes precious things from us but it’s also the healer we need to make it thru life. One day at a time 🩷
I’m sorry for your losses of your parents. 
Do I give him up or no?
Am i being selfish?
My life the past 1 1/2 years 
Can’t stand it 
