I had a really hard day on Tuesday. I have a love/hate relationship with 3 day weekends. I swear it's like stuffing 5 pounds of poop in a 4 pound bag! But i love having an extra day off! I guess you take the good with bad 🤷♀️
Tuesday i got in the car and wanted to call my dad. Often I'd call him on my way home on a hard day and I'd literally word vomit and then he'd say "do you feel better?" Which would annoy me... even though i did.... so I'd say "no" 😂 and then he's tell me to go play in the dirt. "It always calms you down"
Since i couldn't call him, i cried the whole way home. I missed my dad, i felt all alone . It sucked.
There are days that seem normal and somedays that grief hits me like a ton of bricks and knocks the wind out of me! I don't know what the solution is, i just try to work through my feelings and remember to be thankful for the times we had ❤️
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