My Dad died on Monday, a month after being diagnosed with an acute illness. I am in my early 50′s and have had a very complicated relationship with him. I am sad for his suffering and the end and am sad for my mother and siblings, but all I honestly feel is a sense of freedom and relief.
I feel like a TERRIBLE daughter. I have been told that everyone grieves differently and that there is no “right way”, but I can’t deny that my heart feels lighter. Any words of wisdom?