At noon I could take the hunger pangs no more so I got in my car and drove to Wawa where I bought an Italian hoagie. Sitting at my kitchen table, I unwrapped the sloppy sandwich and abruptly broke into tears. All I could think about was my father. Ever since I was a little girl he and I would go to Wawa and buy an Italian hoagie to share. In fact, two days before he died, I surprised him with an Italian hoagie from the White House in Atlantic City. We sat together and talked about my book and business as we ate. I had no idea I would only see him one more time alive.
I miss him so much.
I went through the same thing, first with dad and then mom’s passing. It will take time, but one day when you think of them as you did with the hoagie, instead of tears it will be smiles of all the good times you shared. Right now you are still grieving and no one knows how long that process is for each person. But when those tears turn to smiles you will know.
My dad is elderly and won’t be around much longer either.
Not having either parent is going to create a big vacuum in my life. Feel blessed that you have at least one functioning parent still around .It sounds as if you and your sister get along well, and that’s a double blessing.
As you get older you deal with continuing loss, and you become somewhat acclimated to it. That’s how this human species plods along.