Thursday, February 13, 2014

365 Days Without a Dad

I still find myself shocked by the suddenness of my dad's death a year ago.  When I look at his pictures, especially the most recent ones, I still find myself perplexed by the fact that he's gone.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

All the Time

Taking things for granted is something everybody does from time to time.  I was just thinking to myself, in a most idealistic fashion, that I don't take things for granted anymore.  That's not really true.  Living in a state of acute gratitude for the things and people you hold dear would be exhausting.  It's natural to become comfortable with the blessings you have in life.  Life can be cruel in that it will lull you into comfortable complacency, but then everything can change in an instant.  I know this isn't a very insightful or original thought.  Still, it kind of feels that way when you're the one it happens to.

Friday, August 16, 2013

Shock

There are whiskers on my dad's beard trimmer still.  It sits where he left it, in the charging cradle on the counter in his bathroom.  Each time I notice it, I'm struck by the notion that they were him and my grief is renewed.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Grief and Education, Part One

Grieving for my father is something I was entirely unprepared for. Prior to his death, the only thing that even comes close to comparing is when we had to put my cat Bob to sleep. That cat and I were best friends for 16 years and I mourned his death like that of a brother. The loss of my dad makes that look like a trip to Disneyland.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Happy Mother's Day


This is my mom.  The picture here was actually taken last Mother's day.  I'd like to use this space to put down a few words about this special lady.  There's nobody I know more deserving of her own holiday.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

What did I do today?

Today has been an okay day.  I woke up this morning feeling a little flat, so I decided to take a sick day to relax.  In retrospect it feels like a very lazy decision, but I don't particularly care.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Searching for usefulness.

I've always liked writing, and I've always enjoyed sharing with people.  For some reason I've continually struggled with producing a consistent blog.  I was just about to say that I don't understand why this happens, but I do.  Life has a knack for getting in the way of things.  There are only so many hours in the day and writing blog posts hasn't ever been something I prioritize over sleeping.