Always Remember

It's been more of the same in the neighborhood lately. Summer has arrived and with it brought flowers, family, and memories. Some good, some bittersweet. It's hard to believe that we lost dad 9 months ago, it's even harder to believe that in a lot of ways the pain of that loss is stronger now than it was right after his death. I guess it's because it takes a while to sink in that it really is over. I am so grateful for the love and support of my friends, many are in tune enough to realize that while I rarely bring it up it still hurts. I still wake up thinking about him, I still wonder at the strength and the courage that he displayed in the final years of his life. I am healing, but it takes time.

While I appreciate the prayers and well wishes from everyone, I know that right now there are at least two other families that need them much more than I. They are still living their hell, one still hoping for the best and praying to beat the odds, the other one reeling from a devastating loss. Stop by and wish them well, say a prayer for their families or light a candle in their honor. When you're done, go and find those that are nearest to your heart and tell them you love them.

It can all go away so quickly.