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My father passed away unexpectedly last week. My mother and I found him after work.

He had laid down for a nap and never woke up.

The EMT said that he passed peacefully.

The last ten days have been long and busy. There is too much to do when someone dies, and so many expectations that are placed on the surviving family. I just want time to be alone and to mourn, but funeral arrangements must be made, other family members must be supported, and nothing in life stops to give you the time that you so desperately need.

Sometimes I can’t figure out if I am feeling too much, or nothing at all.

I know that my life will go on and that someday this hurt will not be quite so present.

Grieving hurts, but it is important, and I will try to remember that.