People who know me even a little know I love music from almost all genres. I sing out loud no matter where I am, and sometimes break into dance in store aisles, at friends’ homes and definitely in my living room and kitchen. I also love books, submerging myself into the stories of fiction and
Father’s Day seems to creep up on me every year. 2 Perhaps because it is like every day for me. It is a day without my dad. I recall the memories of our time together, and ponder the many moments that he has missed in my life, and our family, since his death from cancer.
In honor of Father’s Day tomorrow, I thought I would re-post a blog I wrote a few years ago about some life advice my dad shared before he died from multiple myeloma. I am blessed to have experienced his love and guidance for as many years as I did. I still miss him every minute