About My Dad: Loving and Letting Go

[Angel Tarragon]

I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt I was in this weird house that was throwing the crazy party. All of a sudden the house changed and it was made out of tardises fixed in place made of yellow and gold. I went back into the past and gave my dad a hug.

If pretty sure that was gods way of letting me say good-bye to my dad. I loved him a lot and I never really got to say good-bye to him. I hugged him so hard that I swear I can still feel it. I do still miss him, but I think themajority of the pain is over now, the dream being my subconscious way of letting him go.

 

[Cat Moon]

I know it can be difficult Reveille. I lost my older sister when I was 14 to a drunk driver. It took me three years to get over it.

Before she died we had been fighting and I had yelled at her, telling her I hated her. At the time I hated myself for saying that to her after finding out athat she had died.

My condolences, and I'm glad that you feel you've been given some sort of peace.

 

[WhatGravitas]

I'm glad that you can cope with that - and that it takes time is natural.

Letting go can be very hard - my mom and my grandma still suffer from my grandpa's death and that's over five years ago, and they never really let go - and it's not healthy for them.

While this is about the hardest thing one has to do, I'm glad to see that you find peace, Rev. I hope it (sort of) works out for you in the future as well.

LT.