Monday, January 28, 2008
While I was home a couple weeks ago I mentioned to Mom that I couldn't believe that it has been three years since dad died...and she corrected me that it has been four. It is so strange how time works. It feels like Dad has been gone forever, but yet, when I think of his smile or if we talk about something Dad would do if he was here, or what he would say, it seems like it was yesterday.
Today marks FOUR years since he's been gone.
It is a tough time of year, and especially difficult for Mom... I'm thinking about you today, Mom...
To mark the day I hiked up Sentinel this morning. Kathy also came, so she took the picture of me by Dad's Ponderosa trees at the top.
Today...I am also thinking of the whole Moore-side of my family... Jeff's Grandma Betty died this past Saturday... and Jeff and I are heading over to Seattle tomorrow for her funeral. (More to come on this very special lady.)