Eric v. Peppa Pig

In the last four months my father died and the relationship I was in ended. I was left a broken man and had only enough strength to beg God for answers. Slowly I began to pick myself up and dust myself off.  The kicker of it all was that I became broken without my knowledge. Life was so hectic after my father’s passing that I couldn’t sit down and process it all. Now that my days are settling down again, I’m beginning to notice the holes left in my life. I miss my dad everyday I can’t speak to him. But I miss something else. Something other than the relationship.