(this is not how I am feeling about seventeen)I wrote up this post last night. Just in case. I was hoping I wouldn't have to post it. Crap.
The conclusion of my 17th month of waiting falls on the 6th anniversary of my Dad's passing. As I mentioned before, I was hoping he would nudge The Big Guy. You know, whisper in his ear.
"Nudge nudge, that's my kid down there--do us a favor, guv!"
I still think that's happening, but just not with the results I was hoping for this week. I have faith.
My family will be around me this weekend. Tomorrow I'm going to chat with Dad under a big tree with the sun in my face (tomorrow would have been his 81st birthday). I'm cooking a big bird for Sunday dinner. The weather will be swell. I have friends floating on cloud 9.
I have much to keep me happy and distracted this long weekend.
Sorry, no Dramatic Chipmunk (this link's for Robyn) this month. Here's this guy instead:
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That's more like how I feel these days.
