February is rough


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.

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