Birthday Supper

I promised myself I wouldn't wallow today. So I didn't. I thought about other birthdays, and hanging out, and what being with Dad was like.

I miss him. I miss who I was when I was with him.


  1. Good job on the not wallowing. I would love to say it gets better, but since I've never really experienced this kind of thing, I can't say much about that. When my Dad passed I didn't experience much sense of loss, sadly. Your dinner looks good and Corner Gas is always good. I really should buy myself more copies. I only have one.


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

I Made It

Iritis Math

"Becky needs"