Just keep going

So I just reread a bit of my last post and it made me cry--not that I haven't still been doing that, months later. I guess I need to keep reminding myself that it's been less than 3 months since he's been gone, but I keep getting reminders of his loss.

And, in the meanwhile, my father died at the end of July. I didn't grow up with him, he was a man I didn't really know. And yet I grieved at his death enormously. There was a woman at the viewing who told me she'd known him for 16 years and that made me cry, because she'd known him so much longer than I had.

Okay, client just called, I have to go deal with work. More to come...