I accept, but I don't understand

For those of you following me through my grief counseling process, last nights meeting covered the question of "why?" They emphasized that through the process of grief, you move from asking "why?" to "How can you use this, God?" and "What can I learn from this?". I can definitely say, I am not there at all. Still, they did emphasize this process can take years.

One comment made in the video was that eventually you don't think about the grief everyday. I can't say I believe that much. I can't imagine going a whole day without thinking of Daddy. His picture is everywhere in my home. I love staring at it and it's a comfort.

Since I'm supposed to be honest about my grief, I'll admit my heart is aching a bit more lately. I think because next month will be a year. It seems odd a whole year has almost gone by. It still doesn't feel real at times.

Similes

Okay, so I know we're not all writers. I know writing similes can be tough. But really? These are some examples of what was turned in...

As ugly as chicken pox
As dumb as a moth
As poor as a school teacher (thanks for that one...sheesh)
As cute as an Easter egg
As bald as a dolphin (are dolphins technically bald?)
As neat as a sock (really?)
As cute as me (a boy wrote that one--talking about himself of course)
As ugly as miror (exact wording and spelling...third person to use mirror on this one)
As fit as a violet (what???)
As strong as a nun (nice...)
As neat as a lint (???)
As smart as a bee (um...I guess that could work?!)
As cute as a blanket

I can't decide if I should give them back and make them try again...