Almost four years after my dad's death, I still have funny, instinctive impulses to give him a call. Most recently, I got my car washed and as I drove on into work, I wanted to call him to let him know! He was always a stickler about keeping his car in great shape, and whenever I was taking good care of my car, I would call to give him an update. And he would be pleased. And his happiness/pride over such a simple thing made me happy.
That's a silly example, but it's funny the moments in life that give you pause and make you feel like/wish those who are no longer with you still are...
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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