I had actually typed out the eulogy I gave at my father's funeral, as today is six years since he passed.
But then I realized, some things are just for me and my dad. Maybe some day I'll post it, but as ok with everything I am right now, this one is a bit too much for me now.
Strangely enough, in my opinion, today is my birthday. Sure, I was born on another day, but as I described to a friend at the time, 'the day my dad died was the first day I felt like I was working without a net.'
And I still feel that way. That's not a good or bad thing, it just is.
I hope you don't understand.
Thank you, Dad, thinking about you.
Regular posts to follow next week.
NandD
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