Donovan
beer, I want beer
So are you saying jack is extraordinary?hpmrgreen:
He said there is nothing out of the ordinary for him in his current behavior. Sadly, I think he's right. This IS his normal self.
So are you saying jack is extraordinary?hpmrgreen:
Fuck. Since when.
Could it be the absence of a truly worthy adversary for Jack to exchange verbal sword play? *sigh*
I don't think things will ever be "normal" again.
Very, very true. The normalcy you had before he passed away is gone, probably forever. And that is not only because you suddenly have to care for your mother and help her with her health issues, but mainly because, as you said, it's a fundamental emotional change that happens right now. You may be independent, lead your own life, make your on decisions, and so on, but a part of your psyche has never stopped being defined by being your father's child, and that part has just been ripped away. You're in some kind of limbo now, where nothing is normal, and life's like a constant state of emergency (for lack of a better expression).But when they're gone, you kind of realize that things can't go back to the way they were.
Yes. There are things we simply cannot imagine or prepare for.But as he put it, "you'll never understand until I'm gone." He was right.
Thanks all.
I don't think things will ever be "normal" again. My entire life style changed over the last 5 months. I used to work evenings, go to bed around 2 AM, get up at 9 AM and start my day. When dad was diagnosed, I was the one handling all the doctor appointments, schedules, bill paying and transportation. I started getting up at 6 AM to take him to appointments 50 miles away, go to work in the afternoon and I'd get off work and be asleep my 11 PM. Been two months now and I still can't go back to a "normal" routine. The thing is, I can't chalk it up to "grieving" or depression, because I don't really have any of that. One thing my dad and I had was no regrets or wishes that we'd done things differently. But now, I have to also worry about my mother and her health issues. So that takes up a good chunk my time now. I also think a large part of it is just that no matter how old you get, when your parents are still there, there's a sense of not really needing to grow up. But when they're gone, you kind of realize that things can't go back to the way they were. The funny thing is, my dad and had talked about the changes he went through when my grandfather died. But as he put it, "you'll never understand until I'm gone." He was right.