Finally have been succeeding and firing on all cylinders.
As I posted about 9 months ago, my father suffered a brain aneurysm. Unfortunately, on September 4th, he succumbed to his condition and passed away.
I was a total mess. That was the man I wanted to impress the most with my sobriety. I had just gotten my sh** together and started up my own restaurant making the food I always dreamed of making. He died the day before we opened our doors.
I dedicated our opening to him.
I worked the entire week. It was the only way I knew how to cope with it.
It wasn’t until about 4 weeks after he died that it actually hit me. My dad was dead. I was devastated. But I didn’t let it make me relapse. If anything it pushes me harder to be better.
Finally I am at peace with it. I thought about it a lot the last 2 weeks and have accepted it. I’m happy he is finally at peace. It is actually one of the weirdest but warmest feelings, accepting and being happy with a parents death.
If anyone out there has to go through a close friend or relatives death, just know it’s not the end of the world. It’s actually a nice thing to feel all the feelings instead of being numb.
I know we are all different, but I promise you will move on. It’s what they would have wanted.
-m
