It seems to me that life is always going to be bittersweet. Good with Bad. Yin with Yang.
This month, along with celebrating another great year with Wife I get to remember and have the feelings surrounding the deaths of Dad, Aunt Betsy, Aunt Millie, and friend Anthony all together.
I suppose that each year will allow the remembrances to become more distant and a little easier. I hope so, because I find myself strangely drained – ambivalent – unmotivated of my goals – and there is no real good reason.
I am thankful hat Dad and Betsy and Aunt Millie don’t have to Fight their Fights. But they are missed.
I am also thankful for the people I do have. Old and new. That keep me engaged in life and positive motion.