I’m binge watching The Crown today while I wait for antibiotics and steroids to kick and make me feel better. The death of King George VI took me by surprise. Not that I didn’t know it was coming, obviously the story is familiar.
I nearly wept. Elizabeth’s loss brought me right back to July 6, 1989, when my own father died in his sleep a long way away. I had been back home for about two weeks. Back in Texas from a nice long visit with our daughters to my parents in New York. I started the morning thinking that I was finally caught up with the things neglected while we were gone. Not long after, my husband unexpectedly arrived back home from work bringing me the news.
1989. It’s still as fresh and sometimes as raw as it was 28 years ago. And it continues to take me by surprise. I guess this “girl” will never get over needing her Dad.
Sixty Seasons 
We never get over needing our dads or missing them. I woke up on morning in 1990 thinking it was a beautiful day, beautiful turned out to be heart breaking for a 25 year old. I, too, wept when watching The Crown.
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I am so sorry for your loss. Losing a parent is never easy. It doesn’t really get easier over time either.
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It’s funny how sometimes things in entertainment can hit us so hard – and unexpectedly. I felt the same way when reading The Crossover by Kwame Alexander.
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Yes, that one got me too!
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I can’t imagine the pain of loosing a parent… loosing my FIL was bad enough. Love and hugs to you!
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Thank you!
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You never know what will trigger a memory of joy or loss. Sometimes it is a smell, sometimes a conversation, sometimes a tv show. I hope each time you feel that rawness that it you take comfort in knowing you can do this. Sending you a virtual hug!
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I understand your pain. Lost my dad in 1991, he never knew his grandchildren.
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Mine were young. Nearly five and two. He adored them and his 5 other grandchildren.
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So sorry for your loss. I think that was one of the things that hurt most at the time. That they wouldn’t know him
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My dad died in 1993. I still miss him. Pretty much every single day. Hope you feel better!
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I have lost both my parents and I recently lost my husband of more than 36 years. I am waiting for the grief to soften. I know that it is part of who I am becoming. My motto: Let the tears come.
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1st let me say…it is so hard! I get hit with grief at some random times. That scene in The Crown got me, too. We will always be girls who need our Mom and Dad.
2nd. I am not as familiar with Elizabeth, and I am so glad you are watching the Crown so I can start bugging you with questions!
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I binged on the whole thing. I was so disappointed there weren’t more.
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