Thanks everyone for posting about your own experiences, and for your kind words regarding my own loss. I really appreciate the good vibes and condolences from all of you, as well as the courage you're showing to step up and talk about these incredibly tough moments in our lives. My heart goes out to all of you and your loved ones, and I'm sending you guys good vibes and love right back!
The not knowing how to feel phase seems to be over now; it's been a lot of downward trend in the last few days, thinking about my dad and truly processing that he's gone. Maybe my original post is what set it off, who knows? Coupled with my pre-existing mental health issues, it's definitely not been a pleasant time, but it somehow also feels good to be properly feeling things now, or at least feeling what I thought I ought to be.
Do any of you have significant regrets regarding any loved one's passing? For me, I have a few. One is pretty standard, being that I wish I'd spent much more time getting to know my dad throughout his life. The other is a little more silly, but important to me: I deeply regret never getting the opportunity to cook for my dad. He was always the one undertaking impressive cookery when I was a kid, being in charge of Thanksgiving turkey, incredible barbecue, and all kinds of other things, and I really think that love of cooking was one thing he passed on to me (and one of few things we connected on), though I only discovered it in the past few years and came into my own with it in the last year or so. I wish I could've learned so much more from him particularly in that regard, and that we could've spent more time barbecuing together, and that I'd had the privilege to get him to taste my crazy food. I know in my heart he'd love it, and it kills me that he'll never get to taste it. It's a silly thing to regret so much, maybe, but my heart aches thinking about it.
04-Nov-2020 19:01:23