It's been several weeks since I wrote something here. Things have been crazy with work, being that we are in the middle of an insane heat wave, business has picked up. Plus, the wedding is drawing closer and demands attention.
I've been doing better with the emotions I feel when thinking about my father. Thats not right. I've been doing a better job at suppressing those emotions I feel when thinking about my father. I bottle them for a while then let them out when the time is right. I need the release the feeling of loss gives. It's not a pleasant feeling, but it's better than just trying to keep it all inside.
I know it hasn't been long, three months now, but these feelings, stronger than the feelings for my grandfather ever were, will not leave me, ever. And I'm coming to terms with the fact that it is not a bad thing.