Today marks the 6th month since Dad died. Died...a 4-letter word. Really nothing could have prepared me for this type of loss. Loss...a 4-letter word.
We had a cookout today. The day was beautiful. Family and friends were together. Dad would have been in the pool. “Pap”’s name would have been called out a zillion times. I caught myself missing him more than once and it still hurt...
I am thankful I have wonderful memories of him. I am thankful that I have family and friends that are okay with telling, retelling, hearing and rehearing stories. I am thankful for my kids who are ready with a hug when some tears escape and I say I miss my Dad. Well look, I’ve turned Memorial Day into Thanksgiving. 😇
Good day all.
