I feel the need to explain why I haven’t posted for several weeks. Last month my most excellent father died. Although there is a hole in my heart the size of the Sahara, I am extremely grateful that he got to die on his terms — in his own home, without pain, and surrounded by his family.
In the last days I took a couple of photos that speak volumes to me. In the first, he’s dozing in his favorite chair listening to classical music with his faithful cat Lily in his lap. Of course he’s wearing the sweater I knitted for him back in 1980! The second photo shows his attachment to Lily, the world’s most loyal cat.
I have inherited Lily and we’re getting accustomed to one another. She brings me lots of comfort. Be sure to hug someone you love today.