I am taking my bereavement time from my Dad's death on Sept 29, 2015. (Still hard to even type that)
  1. I intentionally waited to take time off, knowing the deep feelings would surface, after the blur of the newness wasn't an exhaustive buffer.
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  2. I am in Switzerland for the month.
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  3. Staying in the tiniest little village outside of Interlaken.
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  4. Everything is super expensive, but I can always make more money, yet I can't make more life.
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  5. I am making some grief-work progress.
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  6. I am also experiencing the joy my Dad would want me to feel.
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  7. He loved the beauty of Switzerland and always wanted me to go. I can't share it with him, but I love knowing he was once here.
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