Today is the first anniversary of my wonderful Dad's death. I miss him terribly and it makes living so far away that much harder.
But I can't let that anniversary be the only thing that will mark this day for the rest of my life because that would be not what he would want. For example, the 3rd of August is my best friends birthday and she is a vibrant, wonderful, strong woman who is very much alive. Happy Birthday Sharshi!
Additionally, each day brings new things for me to discover with my new daughter who will be seven months old at the end of this week. Days are so full of her that I don't get a chance to dwell on other things. The lovely thing about babies is they force you to live in the here and now because that is the way they live.
So, Dad. You're missed. Terribly. But I hope you won't mind if I stop missing you to change your granddaughter's nappy.
