March 15, 2007
As my fatherís birthday approaches, I realize how long heís been gone: six years. I do this minor math problem with the same sense of slight shock and dismay as when I calculate my own age when asked (otherwise, I refuse to think about it and just feel like the permanent teenager I really am). I look back over the years that have passed away since he passed away, and am amazed we have all been able to weather the storm. At first, I thought I couldnít survive the pain and loss. Now I think, Really? Itís been that long?