My dad died 4 weeks ago today and I'm still crying daily. Randomly too.
Sometimes I can talk about it when people ask, other times I can't bear to. An email of condolence set me off in the hairdressers earlier. I can be walking down the street perfectly ok and then suddenly tear up and have to stop myself from crying.
I realised while bathing my toddler that I last spoke to my Dad on the 19th of last month and burst into tears.
I now hate Saturday's, especially sunny ones as they remind me of the day I was going about my business completely unaware my dad had collapsed and was slowly dying.
I don't know what I expected but I didn't seem to expect this. I've only lost a grandparent before and I was sad and upset but life went on. I feel like this has completely shaken my foundations and I feel very fragile.