Yesterday, September 13th was a day that is engraved in my heart.
I lost my dad on this date, 35 years ago. 1987. When I look at the year and the number of years my dad has been gone, I pause.
I spent the day reminiscing and doing tasks that bring me joy.
I chose to not post photos like I have normally done.
I chose to develop a new habit and enjoy the memories alone.
I wanted to think about the 21 years I had with dad.
I wanted to think about the 35 years I have not had with my dad.
A lot of feelings and emotions.
There are moments in time that stop us in our tracks.
For me, I allow my memories to guide me.
Many memories made me laugh or brought a simple smile.
Thanks Dad for all that you taught me. 💙