Ron

Life Goes, Ron

I can’t fully explain the nature of my grief or how I process it. I love knowing a little about a lot of things, but grief I know deeply and certainly. It’s unavoidable. Inexplicable. When I wrote about Dad’s death shortly after it happened, I assumed the grief would stay Read more

By Dale, ago

So this is Christmas

Sunrise Christmas morning and my first thought waking was not of presents, nor Jesus, but of my father who died recently. He passed over a week ago, and two days ago was the first day I almost didn’t cry at least a little. I almost didn’t cry the night before Read more

By Dale, ago