Two Years

My Dad died two years ago today.

Some things my Dad taught me: to laugh and have fun; how to give an underdog (pushing someone on a swing while going under them); to go with plan b when plan a doesn't work out (example: deliver pizza if your union goes on strike).

Unfortunately he also taught me what bitterness looks like if you let it take root. He also taught me how to honor a parent who has let his family down, which was probably important for me to learn.

I kind of miss him.

Comments

[Bene D]

I went to leave a comment last night asking if you were okay. I wrestled with it, thought about an email and declined the comment. With this post I understand why. You were in my prayers. Anniversary reactions are real - I pray you give yourself some space to day. May God's grace be with you. BD

[Darryl]

Thanks, Bene.

[Jane]

I hope someday you come to know how fortunate you are to know what bitterness can do and see it for that instead of learning it is how to handle disappointment. Really, I don't even know you but couldn't leave this statement without saying something. It comes from one who knows. Peace - Jane