Now that I’ve taken care of the business of death, I no longer need to numb myself from the pain of loss. Now I cry. Softly. Quietly. The tears roll down my cheeks. I miss my dad. I really miss him.
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I’m so sorry about your dad. I have just said a heartfelt prayer for you but I know that will not ease the pain. My prayer is that the Lord will hug you and hold you tight, comfort your precious heart. Wish I could give you a hug.
God bless you. Thank you 🙏
There is a reason that we feel relief after a good cry. There is healing in our tears. They’re necessary. Again, I’m so sorry about your Dad. 😔♥️
I agree. Thank you.
I’m sorry for your loss. It hurts. The pain is real. May the God of all comfort be near you.
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That you trust us with your grief is, I hope, a sign that: (1) you know it’s okay to grieve as you need to; (2) you know there’s more to loss than grief – there is love . We see you!
I agree with you 100%. Without love, there is no grief. I loved my father. He loved us — my sister, mother, and me — deeply and well.
Many (((((HUGS))))) for you. I’m so sorry for your loss. I know how it feels as I lost both parents within four years of each other, long ago. Prayers for comfort and peace. Love you.
Thank you. You know grief well. Love you, too. 🙏