“Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”
Today was my father’s birthday. On the 1st was the eight year anniversary of his passing. Normally I’d say something every year on both days to remember him and July is pretty much a month of reflecting about my dad. The truth is, I just don’t want to feel down about this day anymore. Memories and missing someone is actually a positive thing; they are / were someone worth remembering. Remember the day and mark it with positive memories, not dwell on the loss. Celebrate a life that impacted yours and not spend that life in sorrow thinking about them.
Today was a good day, and my dad was surely thought of with a smile