Yesterday he was at work, the car he was driving was old and something failed. It fell off a cliff and, though the other 3 coworkers will heal, he died suddenly. At least I have that: he didn’t suffer. He didn’t have time to be scared, or hurt. We’ll miss him a lot. He was only 67.If you have pendant businesses with me, I’ll try to go back to commissions asap, but please give me some time. It hurts too much.
EDIT: 29th of June, 2017
Hi, people. It’s been a week, and thank God my family is better. We’re still mourning and missing my dad terribly. When I hear the doorbell ring, I still somehow think it’s him, by reflex, and stand up to go open for my dad, just before realizing that it’s not him, nor will ever be again.
I miss the way he joked, and sang terrible songs on Sunday as he urged my mom to get pretty and go out together, and the way he stole pieces of sausage and ham from the fridge when he thought no one noticed, and how he’d scratch his back on the wall corners like a bear.
He’d been working like a mule since 7 years old, and had impeccable work ethics. He paid his workers religiously, gave them huge Christmas baskets and always reserved the most dangerous tasks to himself, so if anything bad happened, it happened to him. He went to school only for 20 days, and still he managed to build his own company from scratch and give a job to countless people. He’d been through so much, and still he was so devoid of malice, like a child. He was terrified of snakes, but when one crossed his way on the road, he’d get off his car and move it away with a stick so it didn’t die just like that, under his wheels.
He could hardly read a book and lacked much culture, yet he absolutely loved having a daughter who painted strange things and wrote silly romance novels, which many parents don’t. At least one thousand people passed by his coffin that day, and there were so many flower crowns that I could barely see it. He wasn’t perfect, but he was loved, and respected, and a good person, and had balls of steel.
It won’t be easy to go without him.
But we’re smiling and kinda… joking again, and going out for groceries, and everything’s slowly getting sorted into place. We’re still sad and confused, and the void of him is everywhere we look, but… There’s nothing else to do. I wanted to thank you all for your words and comments, and your lit candles and prayers; your dedication and support was moving, and it helped a lot with my mourning. I didn’t expect so much love from people across the internet.
Thank you all so, so much for your kindness. Really.