It hits home

On Saturday I learned of some friends and the sudden passing of their dad. My heart broke and aches for them. As soon as I heard the sudden flood of emotions over took my life again, it opened up that wound that just does not seem to heal. I could so relate to the pain that they must be feeling. I wrote them a simple little note, I let them know that they will hurt, they will cry and they will be angry and to just let those feelings come out for that's one thing I have learned. To let it out and not be afraid to show emotion. It's weird how something like that takes you back to reliving the day that I lost my dad. I realize that I think of him everyday not just once or twice but so much more. I want to not be sad but I am I want to not just think about it but I do. It's like I'm back in a funk I can't get out of. The Holidays  are  fast approaching and I know that it's not going to be easy it's going to be dam right terrible. But ya know when you feel your alone in it all your not simply because it hits home for anyone who's lost a loved one.