This day... October 10...
My dad passed away 13 years ago.
It was sudden. He wasn't sick. He was in good health, except for a subarachnoid hematoma that no one knew was in his brain. His only symptom was a headache.
He had even taken a CPR class at the fire station that morning.
My mom says I'm still in denial, and she's right. If I don't accept it, maybe I can convince myself it's not true. I never got to say goodbye.
And people will wonder, "Is she still not over it?" Ummmm, no.
My role model, my hero, my pal, my father, my confidante.
And, as if this emotional roller coaster wasn't enough, I'm having other personal problems. Life feels so insecure right now. Perhaps I'm the type of person who needs to be alone. I don't know.
So, here's a kitten picture to make you smile!
Have a good week!
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