Hugging Dad for the Last Time

One year ago today I hugged Dad for the last time. Of course, I didn’t know that. We so rarely recognize last times when they come. Which is good, I think. And while I wasn’t expecting that hug to be the last, Dad’s progressing Parkinson’s made...

Happy Birthday Dad

Yesterday was Dad’s 79th birthday. Of course it was also three and a half months since he died. Let’s just say I had lots of feelings but they all boiled down to this–I miss him. It’s been raining a lot in Western North Carolina. Dad liked the...