A letter from the airport 🤍
Sitting in the dark shadows of October, two weeks after my dad passed away
Hi, friend.
Two weeks ago, a couple of days after my October letter to you, where I asked the question of how I would ever be abel to say farewell to my dad, my sweet dad passed away. We had no idea that this would happen now. He could have just as well lived for a year or so more. But, on October 5th, my world became a bit more empty and my heart broke wide open.
Within 2 hours, my wife and I booked a couple of tickets to the States and within 24 hours we were with my mom, my brother, his partner, and my niece.
And, that’s where I’ve been ever since. Spending the past 2 weeks with my little family as we try to adjust and absorb how our world has shifted. We’ve focused on time on simply being together, doing things my dad loved most: roadtripping, leaf-peeping, eating good food, laughing, and just hanging out.
Right now, though, these first 2 weeks of grief are over as we transition back to a bit more real life - or at least I do.
I’m sitting by the gate at the airport in Boston, just about to board a plane home to Sweden and to my love, who flew home last weekend because she had to work.
I’m feeling all the feels right now. Literally all of them.
But, I just wanted to take a minute and write to you. I hope your October is unfolding magically and mysteriously, and that you are able to flow with whatever has been coming your way. It’s been a challenge for me, for sure. And I have alot to process over the next few months (or year, or however long it will take), but I am certain that my dad is present within me and I am doing my best to trust the shadowy, dark, mysterious October that is unfolding for me.
It’s time for me to board now. I’ll be in touch soon. Thoughts of peace and love to you, dear one.
xoxo. liz.
Blessings on your heart as you navigate these new ways and waters 🤍
My heart is with you, Liz. It's beautiful to see you with your family. Love never ends. xo