It's been 4,5 years since my father passed away now..
The years go by so quickly, and even though it's more than 4 years already, it feels like yesterday when I could talk to him and feel the smell of him.. I can still hear him cough at times..
Let me also say that I don't usually visit the Cemetery to often for several reasons. First of all, I don't feel good about it. It makes me anxious and uneasy. - As I suffer from panic anxiety and depression too, these things builds up and usually put me down hard. - Another reason is that my father doesn't have a grave. - He is in the Memorial Garden.
So today, in honor of my father, I'll share some photos with you from yesterday's visit.
All of the images are taken with my cell phone.
I sat there for about an hour. I talked about tons of things. Especially about my mother and how she feels now and I also talked about myself and my problems. - There's no secret I couldn't get an answer.. - But somehow, I know he listened, just as he would've done if he was still alive. - It was very peaceful and quiet.