I have disappeared from posting here for over a month. Was I missed? I would like to think so (narcissist, much?).
My Daddy passed away last month on the third. It was a stunning blow for our family; we took it for granted that he'd live as long as his mother did, his father and his siblings (only two died before hitting sixty). I guess we forgot that all of us were born to die and that there is no promise or contract to let us know how long we have in this world. I have had my Daddy for over thirty five years (he had his for much less, so did my Mum), but I don't think there was ever enough time to have with the people you love, right?
I penned (typed, rather) a little tribute to my Daddy on Cowbird. You can see it here.
Goodbye, Daddy. See you on the other side.