I feel at peace, not numb, not normal.
Blah is the best word to describe it.
I may not always feel it from the inside, but from the outside, the growth is there. Each day is a combination of moving forward and trying to not forget.
Tomorrow is Father's Day. I'm not gonna try to be strong. I may try to be happy, or I might just be just a daughter who loved her father, who misses her dad, and that'll be enough.
And I'm sure that if the tears come, I'll let them.
If laughter comes, I'll let it.
And as I look at his records while smiling, I'll let that happen too, because the love for him is still here. His records are a reminder of both my father’s joy and his complexity.
Life has changed so much this past year.
It's just so different now. I'm not numb. It's just not normal.
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