It’s a year today since Dad passed-away.
It’s got easier to deal with and think about as the months have passed. Life goes on. But yes, today (and on the 7th, which would have been his 80th birthday), I did find myself in contemplation.
Doubly so when a $7 refund cheque for him for a cancelled utility arrived recently.
His influence is still felt, and he is remembered fondly.
As my sister said so much more eloquently than I:
A year goes by quickly. Hope you are getting in good reading in the great library in the sky, Dad.