|Someone else figured this out. I haven't checked if it's right or not. I don't massively care.|
Seven years ago (and one day, because I wasn't well yesterday) my dad died, and it just feels bizarre that it's been that long. Each time I think about it, I feel that I know it has happened but I haven't yet responded emotionally to that. I'm not in a hurry to do so - I'm quite happy being emotionally functional! - but it does seem so weird that so much can happen and can change in someone else's life, as well as in my own, but this one thing still hasn't changed.