It’s been a year since Dad died. A year since the excruciating day we said our goodbyes. November 13. It seems like yesterday and a decade ago all at the same time. Funny how time warps itself when traumatic situations occur. I am somewhere in the folded pages of that time trying to find my … Continue reading The Sparrow
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My Feet Know the Way
On the first step onto the trail, my feet found their place. Each step forward they seemed to carry me of their own accord. They were joyful to be back in the woods. Ecstatic to feel the dirt of the path. I have been avoiding the trails as of late. Not even aware I was … Continue reading My Feet Know the Way
Hi Dad
Hi Dad, It’s been a week since we said goodbye. It is still surreal. I think some parts of my heart still don’t really believe it, but then I start to text or call, and the sting comes flooding back into my eyes. It’s true. The nightmare really happened. Now, time is playing tricks on … Continue reading Hi Dad
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