I have gone thru many emotions since your passing June 2, 2017. I’ve been very upset and angry yet I’ve had moments where I’ve been super quiet and spaced out. I’m trying to take each day, one day at a time.
Shock & Denial:
Because you were sick and we spoke daily, I think I was prepared for your transition. I still can’t believe you’re gone.
There’s no bargaining I’m experiencing. I know I couldn’t have prevented your passing but I’m so thankful that I was able to see you before you transitioned.
Okay, we’ve finally found a stage that I AM going thru.
HECK YEAH … but not at you, daddy. At the way some people acted, reacted and the words that came out of their mouths.
Only because of our daily and in depth conversations and what I was to do, I feel as though I’ve been able to accept your transition.
As I drive to my clients Dallas office in the early morning hours, I find myself wanting to touch the widget on my cellphone and call you. Then I stop myself; remembering that you can no longer answer.
God has called you home with Him!
Now I am sad because I don’t know who else to call so early and talk to.
I’ve already talked to my mom and hubby is getting his last hour of sleep. Whatever I want to talk about is not that major that I need to bother my brother. You are/were THAT person – what do I do now? You’re gone.
I heard the silence fill your hospice room. I have visions of your last hours embedded in my brain. I saw you take your last breath. Now all I have are memories and pictures. I’ll never hear your voice again and I have no voice recordings of you either.
What am I supposed to do? I miss my daddy.
#MissYou ❤ #BobbysDaughter 😉 #NewYorkBorn🗽 #iLoveBeingMe
*originally written August 4, 2017