It's only been 2 weeks since he passed but I feel guilty that I didn't cry yesterday. I'm worried that I'll forget about him. How do you deal with that?
I started back at work on Tuesday and have been anxious about some work stuff and maybe that took my mind away from crying.
My mother is a hoarder and I searched through piles of stuff to find old photos to use for his funeral. Then looked on the computer for newer ones. There must have been thousands of photos but hardly any of dad. Mostly scenery. We got some decent ones anyway but I'm also feeling bad about not having loads of pics on my own phone. As he got sicker I didn't want to bother him taking pics in case it was obvious it was for "after". He wasn't a big fan of the camera tbh and I do have some, just not lots.
We also didn't have any deep and meaningful conversations about things toward the end. People say you should discuss memories and things. DM said he had a tearful chat with my brother in hospital recently but there was nothing like that with me. He barely said a thing to me in his last days. I remember him telling me to get x and y sorted out (household stuff) in the last few weeks he was alive.
Dad was more of a practical advice and support guy than a dad who told me I was beautiful and that he loved me. He was always there for me if I needed him but didn't really show emotions. I just feel shitty now that he's gone that I'll forget about him because life moves so fast. Thanks for reading x