I survived Christmas

Hi everyone, I did it. I survived my first Christmas without my Dad. It’s hard to explain to people. What I never quite understood, because you can’t go there until it happens, is that you can miss someone terribly. But losing an immediate family member you have to actively learn to live without them. It’s like a physical impairment almost, because they should be there. I mean I know in my heart he’s gone but when I pull into the family driveway I wonder where his car is. When it’s severe weather, I can’t call him because he always made me feel safe. I couldn’t even think of the holidays without him. Isn’t that the meaning of every holiday movie, the true meaning of the season is with your family? So what happens when 25% is gone because of some stupid genetic heart issue? My family came together and it seemed normal. We walked. I got Ariel jammies. We played cards. So #wedidit. We’re getting through it.