Earlier this week marked the eleventh anniversary of my dad’s passing. I don’t feel like I need to write about it every year. But, it’s certainly something I think about often, and one of my fears as we get further away from his death is that my memories of him may get fuzzier with time. So, these…
This weekend marks ten years since you so abruptly left us. I remember that October afternoon like it was yesterday. The events of that particular Tuesday unfolded so swiftly that it left us little time to process the magnitude of what happened and absolutely no time to tell you goodbye. You were with us one…
This past Sunday would have been my dad’s seventieth birthday. It’s hard to believe how much life he has missed in the almost ten years since he’s been gone. With each year that passes it gets harder to remember details, so I always enjoy it when the girls ask questions that trigger vivid memories of…
Dear Dad, I can’t believe it’s been almost nine years since we lost you. In some ways it seems like yesterday, in other ways… like a lifetime ago. My girls ask about you so often. It amazes me how curious they are about who you were and what you were like. Something deep inside them…