Grief And Other States of Being

I dreamed about my dad last night. I dream about him fairly often, actually, but last night it was one of those stressful kind of dreams because he wanted me to do something for him, something that I knew meant a lot to him, but I wasn't sure how to make it happen. 

I dreamed he had a grand piano in his house and he wanted me to find a new home for it. I had no idea how to make that happen because it's such a large instrument. I kept trying to come up with plans for it, but none of them seemed plausible. 

Then tonight when I was making my plans for tomorrow, I thought about how I wanted to call him. I still do that a lot on Sunday and Thursday nights. I always called my dad on Mondays and Fridays. I still want to. I would give anything if I could. 

Grief doesn't really go away, does it? It gets easier over time, but it never really completely leaves. How could it? The person you are mourning is gone. How do actually come to terms with that?

I certainly haven't figured it out.