Thank you my friend. I'm sorry it made you cry, but it makes me choke up to read your comment.
Maybe it's the time of year. Maybe it's because I've had so many losses in the last two years, but I wanted to write about her, and him. I wasn't close enough to him in later years. One of my regrets. I don't know why, maybe guilt. But recently I've been remembering, both of them. And I want to be close to them.
Writing is so good to me. I could never say these things to anyone, but sharing them with friends, with you, here. It's a good thing.