What traces will a deceased loved one leave on your side?

Personally, I feel that the deceased relatives leave not only their belongings around them, but also the memories for you, because the lost relatives have also had a lot of communication and contact with us, when they are gone, but they will think of the time with them, they still feel that they are by our side, and there may be a lot of deceased relatives whose lives have intersected, and we have a lot of things that we have not done when we can use it to do a great thing with what we teach. We will be very emotional.

From the beginning of the can't accept it, to the later acceptance and then missing, and then to the back of the casual life, but still at a moment suddenly remember and feel uncomfortable, sometimes I will wonder why suddenly I can't see him again? Could it be that he is watching me somewhere, and when I miss him, he wants to hug me, but ah, we are not the same world anymore, we can only miss each other and be well. You can meet whoever you want, there are so many accidents and ignorance in this world, you can only cherish everything that is still there at the moment.

My father has been gone for almost a year, and what I have left behind is endless thoughts and memories, as if I have always been there, sometimes my father's figure will appear in front of me when I pass through a familiar place, and his voice and smile are engraved in my heart. I was very sad when I went to see him on October 1, why did I lie under a cold and damp tombstone if there was no accident when I should have been watching TV at home or joking with my mother. I cried for a long time, touching the tombstone like my father's last cold hand.

My grandmother passed away in July, and since then I feel that July is inexplicably bleak, even the air is cold, and I pay special attention to the birds and butterflies that fly in the house. Don't dare to fight, and don't dare to rush.

When my grandmother passed away in 2011, there was one less person in the world who loved me. When my grandfather passed away in 2016, there was one less person in the world who loved me. It only left me with endless thoughts, I miss them, I miss them, I miss them.

His mother died more than a month ago, and he was only 49 years old in a traffic accident. At first, I felt that I was living in a dream every day, everything was very unreal, and when I thought of my mother, I felt like there was a black hole that wanted to suck me in. Half a month later, I returned to school, and gradually got busy, but the pain in my heart did not relieve, the day was slightly better, and at night, as long as I thought of my mother, my body trembled involuntarily, and my heart always beat violently, and I even felt that there was something wrong with my heart.

I can't find any meaning in life, I can't imagine living without my mother for a long, long time, and I tell myself every day that I can see my mother as long as I live one more day. Days like this continued, and I felt that I couldn't get out, at most, I remembered it later, it didn't hurt so much, and my body didn't tremble. But those regrets, guilt, and longings will only get deeper and deeper.

Dad walked too fast and didn't say anything. I think the biggest impact is the perception of life. Impermanence is permanence, you never know if the meeting with this person is the last time, don't do things that will make you regret it, grasp every moment, nothing is more important than accompanying your loved ones.

When I was a child, I took medicine, and the old man was afraid that the pills would be too big for the child to swallow, so he broke them in half and handed them to me. Four years after my grandfather's death, I'm now a junior in college, and I'm still used to breaking the medicine and putting it in my mouth. ——From the me who had just eaten Gankang and suddenly realized.

100 million in liquidity.

Five supercars. A villa worth sixty or seventy thousand.

Today is my 17th day without my dad. I'm married, and I go back to my parents' house basically every weekend, and one weekend night in October, I came home downstairs and happened to meet my father, who had just returned from shopping at the supermarket, and he gave me a box of candy. My dad rarely bought me anything before, and I didn't know why he gave me candy, so he didn't ask at the time, and I won't have the opportunity to ask again.

That's what my dad gave me at the end, and I cried again when I wrote it. I used to believe that there were ghosts in the world, but now I'm really scared what if there are no ghosts at all? What if it's really like they say, "people die like lights go out"?

In this way, there will be no contact between me and my father in this world...... again

Left regrets, heartaches, regrets.

Heaven has no troubles, miss you.

Left a deep longing for his mother.

left a worthless life truth, and also took on a lifetime of debts.

Left behind my infinite nostalgia and deep tribute to my eldest brother.

My father left me missing, and my husband left me a son.