Loss
For the past several years, life has been so hectic and fast paced. Some of my own doing for no good reason, some of necessity, some of life not turning out the way I planned. Now things have actually slowed down. What I was hoping and praying for in those hectic moments has come to be – rest and quiet. Yet, some days I still feel hectic, unsettled - anything but quiet. So what’s with all the noise? Too much time lends to thinking about Dad. The other day, Jon and I were talking and I said that it just really sucks that I’ve lost Dad. Jon replied by saying that I have not lost him; he’s still here. Now trust me, Jon is not saying this out of ignorance. He is doing his best to comfort me and be there for me. He fully knows and understands what I mean. Even still, there are moments I want to shout, “no, Dad isn’t here anymore”. The person who would listen and give advice in moments just like this is not here anymore. The person who would remind me I’m my worst critic and assure me