20 years ago. After the funeral, my sister and I booked a spontaneous trip to St Thomas. I’m sure some people thought we weren’t mourning very well but my dad is the one who gave both me and my sister our passion for the ocean. So we sat on a beautiful beach and reminisced about him. This many years later, we still try to be on a beach on the anniversary of his death and eat some of his favorite foods.
On the other hand, this was the first Mother’s Day since my mom died last June. We played some opera (she was an opera singer) and, both expressed relief at not having to think of a Mother’s Day gift. LOL, she was notoriously hard to please. We also read more of her journals. There are so many that we are still not done reading them.
I hope you find a way to remember your dad that comforts you.
(((Hugs)))
❤️
