Good Sunday Morning everyone.

I am just about to get dressed and head off to church. I am excited about a lot of things these days. Ideas, thoughts - I am starting to dream again. It was a dark year but it's over now. I still cry for him and all the things I went through but now the tears are because I know it's final. It's ok. I cry because more and more I am ok about that. 1 year ago this very day was my Dad's funeral. the last time I ever saw his face. But it wasn't him. I couldn't bear to look. He was gone. It was just a body that kinda resembled him but his essence was gone. His spirit. It was so hard this last year to accept that. I guess I am starting to accept it so I am begining to move past it? I don't know how it's supposed to work - but it's ok. Anyway. I am thankful to have had him in my life - even when most of the time it was painful knowing him. It is the few rare moments that he made me smile that I will forever cling to. Well, time to get my butt in gear and get going but I am adding a photo as a tribute to my dad.