It is March 5th. My father would have been 67 today. He died of cancer 10 years ago this month ( Read more... )

It's March 5th. Today should have been my father's 64th birthday. We should be packing Kaia up to spend the day at Grandma and Grandpa's house, and he should be able to play his guitar or his horribly out of tune piano for her, read her stories, play silly games, and generally let her wrap him around her little finger. Instead, he died before she ( Read more... )

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I missed his birthday and the day he died this year, but before March is over, I need to say something ( Read more... )

Five years ago today, my dad died of lung cancer. He was (barely) 57 ( Read more... )

Yesterday was my father's birthday. Seeing as the fact he's dead makes the logistics of spending the day with him a little bit nightmarish, I usually try to spend it doing something that he would have enjoyed. This year, I went to a thrift store ( Read more... )