So today's a bit tougher than I'd expected. For those of you who don't know, my Dad passed away about a year and a half ago. He was sick for a long time, and I thought I had prepared myself for what life without my Dad would be like. In some ways I was right, but I totally underestimated how often I'd think of him, or how many things remind me of him, or that every significant event in my life from now on is punctuated with the fact that my Father won't see it.
But what can I do, right? I just try to talk to or spend time with the amazing family I somehow got in to, and indulge in some of my Dad's favorite things, which I'd love to share with you.