Its the little things that can cause pain

I had a moment of deep-set emotional sadness yesterday. I was in the back of the house cleaning off a chair and my stride trainer machine when I came across a little Teddy Bear that I had got for my dad when he was in the hospital for the last time. It was a completely unexpected find that brought back a lot of events surrounding that time and left me fighting back tears. It can be strange to be sitting here, surrounded by so many of my parents things and still doing the same sorts of tasks I had done for them, and I can be okay for so very long, then something as small and unimposing as a Teddy Bear can cause me to want to break down crying.