Tuesday, September 20, 2011

As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose.

An anniversary is generally thought of as a happy time.  A time of celebration.  In this case, it's a reminder of the hardest day of my entire life.

It's very difficult to believe that it's been 2 years.  Two.  Years.  I miss my dad more today than I did yesterday.  I still dream about him.   And I still stop to wonder what advice he'd give me.  He was the best at that.  Mainly because he would stand behind whatever decision I had made, regardless of what anyone else thought or said.

I sure do miss you, Dad.  I celebrate you too.  Today and every day.


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