Exhaustion

Yesterday it hit me that dad is really gone. I think for a while I was just trying my best to keep busy. I went back to work for a couple days and it was odd to find that while time had stopped on my end, it kept going for everyone else. With all the preparations for dad's visitation and service and then the hectic aftermath, I don't think I fully realized the finality of all the events. Needless to say, I do now. My body feels both heavy and hollow. I really miss him.