I am finding myself in the car taking kids to ballet silently sobbing, or washing up suddenly heart broken. It seems that almost every minute of the day he is in my thoughts.
I did think that i handled it at the time, but i remember thinking how strange that people would comstantly ask me how I was doing when i thought I was over it.
He was ill for years so it came as no suprise, but it just seems to be getting worse. My DD1 (7) really misses him still, even my 3 year old DD2 is always talking about him.
Had no idea grief worked like this. It seems to be creeping up on me like some unwanted stalker, ready to pounce and the most inappropriate times.
Silly thing is when I am around people I don't talk about it. I wait until I am all on my own and just feel so lonely. Can't even talk to DH 'cos he lost his Dad in April but is handling it really well.