Another Spin Around the Sun


Today is the third anniversary of Dad’s death, and it’s on this day, and many others like it, when the sense of loss is as profound as on the day I stood by his side as the Lord took him.

Being away from The Mountain, and not being reminded constantly of his being gone, I occassionally lapse into forgetting that I can’t just call him up and talk. That’s been the toughest part of the last three years for me, I think. I know this is a tough day for Kevin and Mom both.

I’m thinking of you, Dad, and remembering….