... and your Dad

I have two friends who lost their fathers just this month. I think that brings to a total of six dear friends whose dads have passed away in the first 6 months of the year. The poignant irony of the fact that my father, sick as he has been, is still here... well, it's enough to bring on a little guilt.

Which is irrational, I know.

The fact that my father continues on is a testament to his doctors, his wife, his stubbornness and his faith - not necessarily in that order.

The fact that your father is no longer here does not diminish his doctors, wife, personality or faith. I am so grateful to your father for bringing you into the world, and helping to form the wonderful friend you are to me. I am grateful to you, for providing an example of how to live through such a devastating experience.

We do what we can while we are here. Celebrating the love which we were given, and the lives which brought us life. Learning, sharing, supporting, loving, grieving... it goes around and comes around. I am so grateful to have your company along this blessed journey.