Dealing with grieving

Dealing with grieving is something that a lot of people have to unfortunately deal with in their lives. The arrival of 2015 marks ten years since my father passed away and this fact has really hit me hard recently.

As I am doing a journalism course at University, I guess that one of my strengths is my writing.  This has therefore led me to think that I should try and help get things off my chest and express my feelings in writing.

I was 9, nearly 10 years old at the time of my father’s death, and I have many great memories with him that I will treasure forever. I just hope one day, when I too become a father, I can be as good a father as he was in those 9 years. 

The tens years since his passing away has had its ups and downs.  So much has changed in my life in these ten years – I moved from primary to secondary school, completed my GCSE’s and A Levels, and more recently moved to University.

I would just like to say that I have the best family and friends anyone can ever ask for. Whenever I have gone through tough times, whether it be missing my dad or something else, different people have been there to offer me love and support to get me through those times, and to these people I am forever grateful.

If there is one thing I have learnt over these past ten years, it is that you are never alone. However alone and upset you may feel, there will always be someone there for you even if it is not obvious who that person may be.

I have always found that talking to someone has made me feel better and I would advise anyone who is going through anything like this to do the same. However sad I have been feeling, talking to someone and sharing how I am feeling has always helped me take a weight off my chest.

After it happened I searched for answers, as I think many people do after losing someone forever – Why has this happened to me?, Why at this time? I searched for a long time for answers to these questions, and to be honest, I don’t think I found the answer and I probably never will.  This is because I don’t think there is not a definitive answer to these questions. A lot of people say rubbish like this happens sometimes, and I guess they are right.  

To finish I would like to use the lyrics from My Chemical Romance’s song Welcome to the Black Parade which sum up my feelings:

“And though you’re dead and gone believe me, your memory will carry on.”

R.IP. Dad, gone but never forgotten.