after my Dad’s funeral. He didn’t have a relationship with his dad and the jealousy was obvious.

My sister pointed out how she want back to work and realized the world didn’t stop for my moms death even tho our worlds all stopped for about a month. Her death was unexpected and I had just seen her and spoke to her an hour before she passed.

but it was so frustrating seeing the world move on. That’s how it is tho.

and over time you find a place where you put that grief so you can get through the days. Little by little you push it further away on the shelf. It’s always there tho.