Another Memorial Day has come and gone since our sweet dad left this earth. It's hard to imagine at times. And yet, I can see that time truly does heal. For the year after his death, it was hard for me not to feel robbed. Every interaction I had or event in my life I felt indignant that he wasn't there... that he was taken from me before said event. Yet, just the other day I found myself thinking in terms of, back-when-dad-was-still-supposed-to-be-here. I'm not sure when my thinking shifted, but there is a definite change in my feelings of where he is supposed to be. But that doesn't change how much I miss him.
For the day, we went with the Andelins and Mark and his kids on a hike and picnic. As we hiked, there was torrential downpour and we all got soaked! We made a make-shift lean-to out of the wood left where we parked and managed to eat our picnic nevertheless. It was a lot of fun! Then we collected tons of copper rocks and went home to have a BBQ with family and the Hofmanns. It was a fun-filled day!
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