Spacing out

It's been slightly more than 2 months since my dad passed away. I admit - I am still trying my best to recover and live life normally. Times I would suddenly think of him - from the time he was alive at home, till the time he started falling ill, resulting in his drastic weight loss, his stay in the hospital... and finally his passing.

And I'm still carrying that guilt of not being there. I know I have to accept fate as it is - that he's gone and never ever going to return. But it's just hard to deal with.

Right now, back at home, I've been trying to figure out how can I actually ...

(to be continued)