Sitting in my father's room which has been almost stripped of his personal belongings. Dad isn't here and I doubt he'd notice being that he died twenty days ago. It feels like an untruth and at the same time it feels like it could have possibly happened a long long time ago. I pulled up the calendar to count the days and I am a little taken a back that it has only been twenty days.
Today we went around to the different financial establishments passing out death certificates like they were Halloween candy. The transition is almost complete; his name is systematically being removed from all that was his. It just isn't any longer.
I am just sitting here in the dark on his bed hoping that he is being held and being told what a good person he is and how he is loved by so many. I picture him in white light, warm and smiling. I love you dad <3
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