I miss stepdad so much. The funeral, wake and cremation is done, the costs are thankfully sorted with by a grant and the last of whatever savings we had. But that’s beside the shit point.
There are no words that explains the emptiness or the holes left behind. The laughter and happiness of our family unit is gone. The safety net has been destroyed. It is lonely and pictures, flowers, words of condolences won’t bring him back.
I hate cancer. Why him, why us. So many why’s and unfairness. I feel cheated and broken. Why is all I’m left with.
