I lost my dad 4 years ago quite suddenly to an aggressive form of cancer. He was only in his early fifties and it was utterly horrendous how quickly he deteriorated. I don't think I've ever really processed the awfulness of that time, I just try not to think about it as it's too painful.
Since we lost him nothing has been the same. My mum is a shell of her former self and drinks a lot. We don't do as much in terms of family holidays or days out because he always organised that sort of thing. I have tried but I have young dc and it's not always easy and to be honest it's not as much fun without him there either.
My eldest who was very close to him still gets upset and asks impossible questions like why did god decide to take my grandad. I can't answer him and it really breaks my heart that he lost such a strong and loving role model. Younger dc won't remember him and my baby never met him.
When it gets to this time of year it hits home even more. Just such a massive absence. Dh family also not around so we really just have me, dh, our dc and my mum. I know im lucky to have them but I just can't help but feel like Christmas will be a bit dismal. I feel jealous of friends who have massive families and huge get togethers. I will make it fun for the dc but I won't have fun myself, I already know that.
Sorry for the pointless rant but I guess I just wondered if anyone else was in the same boat. It's hard to talk about in real life as most people assume I've just moved on from it now because I guess to an outsider I'm just getting on with life.