The Raw Reality Of Death

It’s my birthday this month. That’s the day it all went pear shaped. I was only gone for 24 hours. But then I’d only left the hospice 10 mins before it happened, 10 minutes before he died.

It’s October, the month 3 years ago, when one life ended and I had no idea how to start another one. My dad died. Even those words do not seem in any way shape or form, adequate enough to express the catastrophic impact of this unimaginable, heart wrenching and tragic event on our lives.

This is the story of how I entered the hell called grief and somehow managed to learn to…

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