Today is 16 years since my dear Grandpa died and tomorrow is 25 years since my wonderful Dad died. It is a sad time of year for me as I loved them both and miss them a lot. however I was reflecting today on how I am able to think more about them in happy times than I used to. I used to always think about them dead and also have pain at the fact they are no longer here. I saw my Dad after he died and that experience was always at the forefront of my brain. It still is around but is not the only thing I think about. I also remember the happy times with Grandpa and not just the time when I was told he had died. I think with time these things get better. I am going through grief of sorts atm for a couple of reasons and these two days are serving to remind me that there is hope and that things will get better even if they are really bad atm.
Huge hugs to you all
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