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The First Father’s Day . . .

Dad’s been gone for almost two months now. And I’m well into the year that will be marked by firsts. The first Father’s Day, the first birthday, the first Christmas, the first . . . well there will be all sorts of firsts without him. And apparently...

Is closure even a THING?

It’s been three weeks since Dad died. I’m getting used to the idea. That’s Dad grinning with me on my wedding day. But not really. Maybe that’s the catch. I don’t actually want to be less sad about losing my father. It feels right to me...

What I Hope We Learn About Sacrifice

I’ve aimed to keep my coronavirus-related posts on the light-hearted side. There’s plenty of gloom and doom without my adding to it. I rarely watch the news anymore and just go to a few, trusted sources for my updates. One of those is the Worldometer. This...