Standstill
It has been four weeks, a month, since my father, Arnold, has passed away. My father didn't pass away from a long-term illness that had an expected timeline. He passed away from his comorbidities and Covid-19. He was hospitalized for 19 days and left this world on January 29th, 2022. Everything happened so fast and slow at the same time, it was a surreal feeling, obviously in a bad way. The panic attacks, anxiety and worries never went away, they just transitioned into a whole new compartment in my brain. From worrying about his daily update in the hospital to worrying about how he is no longer here physically. If you hadn't guessed by now, I am a believer of God, I am a Catholic. My parents instilled faith in my brothers and I. I am so grateful that I still practice my faith by going to church and daily prayers. If I didn't have my faith, I don't know how well I would've coped with this whole situation. Having faith has comforted my family and I in this most diffic