Pushing Pass The Grief

On March 27, 2018 my dad transitioned into his new life leaving me behind. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to think. All I knew was that I wanted my daddy with me so I could talk to him and try to continue to gain what I didn't have in his absence as a kid.

Selfishly I wanted him alive here because of what I needed and wanted, which was that when I wanted to hear his voice to be able to call him, when I needed advice to be able to get it from him, when I wanted to see him to go visit him as a means to have somewhere to go to get away anyway. I was told my daddy wasn't shit and didn't do anything for me. Why would someone try to hurt me because of their hurt is beyond but I knew I needed to remove myself because I wanted to remain respectful to my elders. But if I teel the story from my eyes my daddy did what he was supposed with the time he was given, and it was more than I could ask for! He gave me knowledge and love the way I receive love not how he thought I should be loved; he gave me encouragement to fight for what was right.

When I sit back now going through the process of pushing pass my grief, I realize that I went through life without his physical presence for so many years. Why am I missing his physical presence now that he has transitioned over to his new life. I to realized that selfishly I wanted him still here because even though he has made it to his amount of time on this earth and I am at my 38th year of life I didn't always have him, so I wanted to make up for the time we didn't spend together.

If I am being honest, I would rather have a little bit of good times than a lifetime of ups and downs or disappointments.

Starting the journey to healing I really had to identify why I was so hurt behind this, I had to remove myself out the equation and see that he is not dealing with all the wickeds of this world. truth be told I have had many moments that I would rather be with my God than here with these humans. But, that is my truth!

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Until next time my gems shine bright like a diamond