One Year Gone

 
 My mom has been gone a little over a year now and a lot has changed.

  I miss my mom less often, but when I do miss her, it's more intense than before.  I miss her less but more....

   Anyways, we all grieved in different ways.

   I stayed at school late and tried to stay busy until I fell asleep.  My sister immersed herself into a fandom online and switched her major.  She plans on moving back to California next summer.  And my dad very quickly started a search for a new companion and wife. That one was the most difficult hurdles for me to overcome, even though I knew it was bound to happen.

  My dad is domestically useless.  He's of the older generation where the husband works and the wife does everything else.  On top of that fact, he's also born and raised in Vietnam, so his views on marriage and expectations are even more old school.

 I had planned on moving out, but seeing how much help my dad would need, I decided that I won't move until he finds someone.  He found her fast.  But there are some issues.  She lives in Canada for one.  Secondly, she's in the process of getting a divorce.  So it may take her two years before she can even make her way to Oklahoma.

 There were a lot of things for me to accept in all of that.  I had to accept that my dad deserves to make his own choices without informing me and Chi. He's a 64 year old man. I had to realize that just because he already found someone else does not mean that he did not love my mom. I had to accept that a lady who is not my mom, will eventually be living in the house that my dad and mom built together. And I had to accept that my dad is obviously lonely and that me and my sister are not enough to help fill that void. He needs companionship, and if this lady will make him happy I have no right to complain or object.

 Life is unfair more often than it is fair. Know that.  Accept it.  Move on.


 Just an update!