Tomorrow is my dad's birthday. I didn't even remember until my mom corrected me by saying that I couldn't take Gretta down to Children's Hospital to see Gemma because we were going to Las Olas to celebrate...

Celebrate his first birthday, alone, and without him there to tell us he didn't need all the presents and attention. But he always basked in ( Read more... )

I've been reading a lot, and cooking now that I have the time. Yaya is coming to meet me for some drinks this afternoon; I'm going to cut out of work early for it ( Read more... )

My dad died yesterday (Sunday) at three in the afternoon. We were all there, telling him to let go, that it was okay, and he just did. No one can tell me that there is not something divine that takes a soul when they die. Twice now I have seen men who wake up through extreme amounts of pain, drugs, or fatigue, to open their eyes one last time to ( Read more... )