My Dad Died: A Daughter’s Reflections Nearly Two Years Later
It's hard to believe it's been almost two years since my Dad died. But he really isn't dead to me. His body is gone, his voice is gone, his phone calls are gone, but the man who was my Dad is still very much alive in my heart and mind. The initial shock and emotional fog of my Dad's death have subsided, but grieving is a journey that I'm continually working my way through — and there is no finish line.
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