When a loved one dies, your entire routine may flip over.
This morning I got talking to my neighbour whose father died about a month ago. He had passed on at the grand age of 102.
For the last few years, it was my neighbour’s daily routine to check in on his father in the late afternoon. They lived in separate houses, but were just round the corner from each other, so checking in on him was fairly convenient from a location perspective. However, I suspect may have been also been a bit of a drag to have had to do it every single day.
A month since his father’s death and wherever my neighbour is, he still habitually checks his watch as it approaches 4:30pm, thinking that he needs to return home to check on his father.
Some routines take a while to adjust away from.