My lovely Dad died 8 days ago.
I want to just sit with my thoughts and try to work it all out and cry if I want to. I think that's what I'd want if it was an option- maybe actually distraction and being busy is better/ healthier/ functioning?
But I've 2 little ones that I have a chance to give a good Xmas to if I can pull myself together.
An 18th bday on Xmas day too for 1 of our older ones.
The 1st Xmas for our 1st grandaughter too- she's 5weeks and my Dad was so excited about becoming a great-grandad, but will never meet her now.
His presents are under the tree ready to take to Mum & Dad's on Xmas day like always- what do I do with them?
Is it still Mum & Dad's house? I don't want to say "We're going to Nana's".
On Tuesday I swung by Argos to pick Paw Patrol toys, before meeting with the funeral director, nipped to my brother's to check he hadn't OD'd, got to my parents and phoned professionals & hospice equipment collection blah blah...took mum shopping, then took DD1 to a panto plus McDonald's with a cheery smile in place, plus dealt with overtired DD2 constantly, then set up the stupid elf & calendars, then reserved more argos toys between researching probate law and stonemason recommendations and possible wake venues, then got a few hours sleep before morning school run.
On autopilot. Just functioning. Loads of stuff done, that's good.
But I feel numb and surreal and I don't have time to stop and think and cry.
I don't want to let myself have time to cry. I won't stop, I won't get back up again.
Is that really unhealthy? Most people would do this wouldn't they- crack on with Xmas arrangements alongside funeral arrangements, put on a brave face for the kiddies, then allow yourself time to break down after the funeral and once the kids were back at school so you can cry and be angry at the world without them seeing?
It's my bday next week too. 3 days after xmas.
I don't want a card from my mum I don't think?
How do I say that to her? It's irrational isn't it? I'll upset her by mentioning it, but then I don't want her to be struck by loss if she doesn't think about it until she's got the pen poised ready? 50 years of writing your name side-by-side the other half of you. And then it just stops. Just like that.
So no cards for Xmas or for bday. I don't want to open it and see just my lovely mum's name at the bottom, when just over a week ago he could have signed it or his name would have been there too cos he was here and alive and...I don't want to write just my mum's name at the top of a card that's just for "Mum", not the one I've bought for "Mum & Dad". He was here last week. His slippers are still at the bottom of the stairs. His coaster is next to his chair. His post-it notes on stuff.
His cardigan's with me here now cos it smells of him. That won't last forever will it. I want to remember it forever. What my childhood and my home and my Dad smelt like- what a nutcase lol...silly...I've heard other people remember scent & aftershave though so...
I don't know when Xmas or my birthday or anything will ever feel happy again. I don't know when anything will feel joyful ever again.
My most favourite time of year- full of family and love and laughter and hectic celebration after celebration.
But now it all feels dark. And desolate. And just dead...nothing... boring...like all the good feelings & emotions have finished- life will never feel as happy again. I'm so so sad. I didn't know it would physically hurt and ache so much.
OP I'm so so sorry for your loss of your wonderful Dad, and also for your FIL this year. I hope that time is something that numbs the edges of your loss for you- I'm praying that it can't feel this bleak forever.
I hope all the memories of happier times with them will eventually be enough to live on with and remember them without pain xx