Last night I was looking at photos from this past year and realized that it’s hard for me to remember what it was like before my dad got cancer. I know that life was full and beautiful, yet events that happened only two and a half months ago feel like they took place a lifetime ago.
Have you ever heard that it takes half the time you were with someone to get over them? Or that it takes a certain amount of time to grieve the death of a loved one?