The past 4 months my life has been like a toy top… spinning this way and that… leaning here… spinning off way over there…

I’ve been waiting patiently for it to balance off.

It’s been a full month now that I feel more and more like my old self every day, with the bad days appearing less and less.  I’m very grateful to have gotten over the main hump of the grieving process.

However, today is the 4-month anniversary of Dad passing away, and I find myself quite melancholy.  It started last night on the eve of the impending date and is still present at 2:20p.  I mean, I’m fine – as long as I don’t talk about him or think about him for more than 30-seconds at a time.  That’s what I call a bad day.  Although it’s probably not really bad, it’s more just emotional and takes control of my otherwise composed body and mind.  Tears and longing.

Again, just part of the process.

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