The month my dad died a year ago.
The month my dad was born.
I just passed the first Christmas without him. It seems so many things lately have been about the “first” or the “last.” Some days are difficult. Yet my mind is filled with amazing memories and experiences about him.
So, this month, I’m going to celebrate him with you.
The posts of this month might not be the same as I usually write, but don’t check out quite yet. My posts will all be, in some way, about my dad, but although you probably didn’t know him, I think you’ll be able to connect with what I write. Maybe you had a great dad, and maybe you didn’t. Maybe you and I were raised in some similar ways, and maybe we weren’t. Regardless of what we share (or don’t), I know we have some things in common that we can celebrate. We all know gain and loss. We all know love, fun, disappointment, and adventure.
I hope you’ll see a bit of yourself and your loved ones through some of my stories.
I hope you’ll savor your own snapshots of life by glancing through a few of mine.
I pray you laugh and perhaps cry, and that through both, you enjoy life a bit more.