Today, my Dad would have been 64 years old, if cancer hadn't taken him from us all those years ago. As many of you that have gone through a grieving process, over time it eventually doesn't hurt so bad. I guess that is finally in effect for me. I still get those twinges in the heart, but nothing debilitating. I have shared a few rememberances of my Dad in other posts, and I really don't feel like trying to think of one to share today. I think I just want to have some quiet time and reflect on things.
Speaking of sitting and thinking, I think I am feeling constipated. I know I am not, but got that feeling in that one spot. I may go and see if I can work it out.
PeacE
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