Today would have been my Dad’s 72nd birthday. I got up this morning as normal and got on with my work and I didn’t remember it was his birthday until 1pm!! I feel awful! How could I forget?! I feel wracked with guilt. God I miss him so much. I wish I could call him and sing happy birthday and hear his laughter at my terrible singing. Now I’ll be in a depressed mood for the rest of the day and nobody around me will understand or sympathise with the pain I’m feeling inside. It’s days like these that you release the finality of it all, the sudden realisation that you’ll never see or hear your loved one again, and you’ve got to continue on with the rest of your life without them.

Posted by hannahjj85 at 2022-08-15 12:53:28 UTC