This isn't the deep overwhelming grief I used to feel, but instead a bittersweet ache for the time we had and a wish for just one more hug. (My dad was a great hugger in his older years!)
Although he could be critical and cranky, today I will remember the love and laughter he brought to my life. For that I am truly grateful.
I haven't been around the blog much in a couple of months. Life has been stressful and I've gotten little more done than what I absolutely have to for work and school. The heat is reminding me how much I have grown to dislike Arizona summers. I have no motivation to knit and still need to start cross stitching my grandson's Christmas stocking. The good news is that I'm almost half way through summer semester and have a short vacation with family planned in July.
Now I have a paper to write and maybe a trip to the grocery store. Do I know how to live it up?
