Death is such a strange, wierd thing. It leaves people unsure of how to feel. I still have days that my Dad's death rips me apart, but most days I get through ok now.
Your last sentence there reminded me of the confusion I often felt after my Dad died. I remember one time in particular about a month or so after he passed. Some friends invited me to the movies and we were standing outside the theater and I started laughing about something they were saying and I instantly felt a huge rush of guilt about it. I felt so disrespectful in laughing and having a good time. I still don't even know how to write it out properly other than to say I was very conflicted over my own emotions during that time. And what I'm really trying to say is that you don't need to apologize because whatever you do, it's the right thing. Life does go on and there's no sense in not living it so that you can "properly" grieve someone whose life has ended.
And the obituary page on your Grandma is really nice. :)
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Date: 2007-08-14 03:50 pm (UTC)Your last sentence there reminded me of the confusion I often felt after my Dad died. I remember one time in particular about a month or so after he passed. Some friends invited me to the movies and we were standing outside the theater and I started laughing about something they were saying and I instantly felt a huge rush of guilt about it. I felt so disrespectful in laughing and having a good time. I still don't even know how to write it out properly other than to say I was very conflicted over my own emotions during that time. And what I'm really trying to say is that you don't need to apologize because whatever you do, it's the right thing. Life does go on and there's no sense in not living it so that you can "properly" grieve someone whose life has ended.
And the obituary page on your Grandma is really nice. :)