I read in a movie review about how sadness and joy need each other and neither should be repressed, and I nearly cry. So I got out for a walk in the dark around Llano Park and enjoy the cool night filled with families unwilling to call the weekend over.
This day is hard.
It is Father’s Day. And dad is still gone.
But I am always looking for messages, and just when I think the walk isn’t working, that I am certain to fall into despair, he’s there! Unmistakably there.