Saturday, February 21, 2015

Good Grief...

Kia ora koutou

It's been awhile, how are you all? I feel ready to talk about where I'm at in life, and how I have learnt that it is not the destination but more about the journey...

Straight after my beautiful wedding ceremony at Christchurch Botanical Gardens, my dad had finally agreed to be taken to the hospital just up the road, as he was not feeling well and had a lot of pain in his leg. We all (the whanau) breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he's going to be alright now.  Later that evening dad went into surgery, the doctors were shocked and surprised at what they found, the severity of the flesh eating bacteria all through his leg, abdomen and up the side of his torso.  The doctors took him off the breathing machine late that night and moved him to a room where we watched him take his last breath at 12:20am on 20th October 2013.

The pain of losing dad is still strong, I cry a lot, I think of dad often - everyday things, smells, sights, sounds trigger memories of him, I still choke up when I speak of my dad or think of my wedding day, I am crying as I write this...It hurts like a mofo!  Grieving sucks.  I have decided to turn this into good grief.

Last year, at the one year anniversary of my dad's passing, I wrote a poem and put it to a song of one of dad's favourite bands. This was my first step to healing and turning it into good grief.


...So a lot has happened since my last post Warm Winter Woolies, now that I'm getting back into the swing of things, I plan to do a catch-up update of my Big Curly Hair journey :)

Till then, thanks for visiting

Ka kite ano
BCH :)


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