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Wrassling with my dad. Sometimes he even let me win!
My dad passed away last month. Even though I knew it was coming, I still wasn't ready for it. Even though he was at peace and ready to go, it has been hard to accept. He was a good man and a great father, and dammit, I miss him.
It's hard to get back to any sense of normal life. I've abandoned all my reading lists and tracking. Haven't been able to work up any interest in new books, and have just been picking ones that don't require much attention or concentration, and I've mostly disliked them all. I think maybe I'll go through some old comfort reads for a while.
