I recall marveling at a young age after my dad died that everything just... keeps happening. How weird, but true. And it's kind of a freash realization each time. Couches still need to get delivered, and when you get on the plane is when you get on the plane. Go easy on yourself.

I recall marveling at a young age after my dad died that everything just... keeps happening. How weird, but true.

Yeah. I think weirder because I'm home? When my mom died, I was there, at their house, so like, things were kind of on hold for me until I went home, and I had a few days of weird at their house (and fighting with my brother) whereas this time I'm just....at home keeping on keeping on.

I can see how that would feel extra unreal

yes, definitely.