For my dad

Dear Friends,

I am coping with my arm, but it is such a drain on my energy. It is a lot of work to heal I guess. Thank you for your continued supportive messages.

It was recently the seventh anniversary of my father’s death. It is astounding to me how it has been so long. I am so surprised by how  I am no longer drowning in grief. But I sure miss him.

I want to say that he was not always kind to me. He did not understand so much about me. He was misunderstood himself. I think he needed more kindness in his life. But he still had so much love to share. He had a sparkle and joy and hopefulness to him. I think I have those from him.

I regret that I could never have a real conversation with him. That is one of my biggest regrets. That hurts me to this day.

I am so hoping he is proud of me. He adored me when he was alive.

I wish all nonspeakers could have a chance to share their words with their loved ones.

That is it for today. I hope you are having a good start to your week!

Your Friend,

Danny

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