My dad died from blood cancer that changed and became extremely aggressive extremely quickly just over 7 months ago. Today is my birthday and I don't want it to be. This morning I cried because it feels wrong to celebrate my birthday when my dad is no longer here to celebrate it with me.
Myself, my husband and my mum visited my dad's woodland burial site today, it was how I wanted to spend today. A beautiful grasshopper sat on top of his headstone the whole time we were there. It might sound silly, but it felt like he sent it, like he was wishing me a happy birthday, telling me he was still here. It did give me some comfort, but I will be glad when today is over. Do other people feel like this?