Finally!

I know, I know, it's been a while.  A long while, no excuses, I just did not have any inspiration.  So, what's been happening, well almost 9 months after my Dad died, I don't think I think about him any less or miss him any less but I have gotten to a point that when I do think about him, it's not him in a bed with limited memory or faculties.  It's more like him sitting and the kitchen table in the early morning drinking his coffee staring out of the back window looking for deer in their backyard.  That's the memory that I carry with me now along with many conversations with him during this time, I suppose this was our quite time, J hadn't come downstairs and my Mom hadn't gotten up yet, so it really was our time together.  And on another note my Mom seems to be turning a corner in finding out what her life is like without my Dad.  She's going out more on her own, like just this weekend she went to a wedding and this past week she went to a luncheon at the church, I can't tell you how proud I am of her.   Well until next time...