This one may be a downer. It’ll be short, but if you’re grieving, skip this.
My dad died on February 29. I was almost 11 and he was almost 40. I generally wonder what life would be like with him, but every once in a while, I cry. Grief is a mess.
This is it for this post. Be good to yourself.
Sending love and gentle hugs during your remembering. Love is eternal, and one day you will see your dad again.
Thank you. ❤️