… and grateful! My Dad died 2 months and a week ago. Thinking of him still makes tears pop up in my eyes.
But I’m healing. Spring feels good. A wise friend once told me when one door is closed – another door opens. And it’s true!
Also feels good to blog about it. So easy to just go on with the every day life, and not talk about it any more. You know; life goes on.
Ps. Thank God for hiding behind sunglasses, when blogging about my Dad in the train!