My dad died 2 and a half weeks ago. He'd been suffering from a condition like MND for 18 months and I've been involved in all his care throughout this time. He'd been in a nursing home since november and Dh and I have visited him every day. He was articulate and bright and funny right up to the end and I'm missing him like mad.
My brother lives abroad and only came home for 4 days when we had the funeral. Our mum died when we were kids (aged 9 & 7) and dad brought us up on his own and never remarried. I'm coping day to day for the kids but I feel utterly bereft and empty. Dh has been brilliant and is gutted about dad as he thought the world of him but he's getting with things better than me.
My boss thinks I should try going back to work this week, not in a nose to the grindstone way but I think he thinks it's best to get the initial return out of the way. He's said I can do things at my own pace and has been brilliant. But the thought of it is freaking me out. Part of me thinks I have to go with my instincts and take time to adjust to what's happened, part if me thinks it's indulgent and I just need to get on with things.