Two years on
I'll keep it brief and light, considering... It's been exactly two years since my father passed away. I miss him daily. We didn't always have the best relationship; in fact, it was work--very hard work. But when all was said and done, I always knew he loved and respected me and I felt the same towards him.
It's been an interesting two years. And I think the slightest traces of sadness that have clouded me are dissolved now.
So May comes back to being my favorite month again for all the right reasons.
It's been an interesting two years. And I think the slightest traces of sadness that have clouded me are dissolved now.
So May comes back to being my favorite month again for all the right reasons.