Hi Friends!
It’s been a while since my last blog post and I thought that I would write this post before I get back into my regularly scheduled blog posts. Its so funny how life throws your curveballs. Little did I know, the last blog post that when I wrote on how to help through loss, I would be starting another grief journey.
I lost my dad this summer and it was gut wrenching. It was hard when I lost mom, really hard. But she had been battling cancer for over 7 years. When she passed, I lost my best friend. When I lost dad, I lost my daddy. The man who would drop everything at a moments notice to help in any way he could. The one who spoiled me, who made sure his baby girl always had a care package in the mail when she missed home. The man who would drop everything to come and visit the boys, who made all of the big games, holidays, and school functions. The daddy who told us we could always go home if we needed. The one who would always give Josh the biggest handshake at the end of our visits and tell him to take good care of me and the boys. And the one who would constantly remind Josh of my “extra (bougie)” ways and hassle me for it. “She’s been that way since she’s been a little girl, big boy. She’s not going to change.”
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There’s a weird process that you go through when you lose your last parent. I’ve been navigating it since July, and it’s been a process. There’s peace in knowing that he is with my mom. He had a hard time after we lost her and there is joy in knowing that they are together again. The finality of things, the list of things that need to be done in order to move on to the next stage of healing.
It stinks that I had to put some parts of my content creation on the back burner. I literally felt like Dory and some days I would tell myself to “just keep swimming.” Some days I feel as if this season just keeps extending itself, but I have faith that eventually “this too shall pass.” I’m excited to get back to some normalcy and I have so much to share with you!
So in the words of F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in Fall.” It feels so good to be back.
xo-
Mitzi
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