SOMEBODY’S MISSING PodBean Link for those who like to listen This morning the air has been sung in fresh by the dawn chorus. It carries hints of green and fuchsia. Alt text suggests that this week’s photo is a person sitting on a lawn with flowers. I say it is a photo of my lovely dad and the flowers we chose to celebrate his life at his funeral. This is the first new month that has started without my dad being here. I’ve learnt that I want to tell everyone what I learned from him. I’ve learned that one of the best things I can think of to do right now is carry forward the very special parts of him to the best of my ability. I’ve also learned that writing some of this down in a poem felt right, but that reading said poem when we gathered together to say goodbye to him required a large hanky and plenty of time for deep breaths. I am so glad he came into my life when I was young and built us a family to be proud of. There’s so muc...
Where the week starts with finding out what Monday smells like, and I look for the joy that makes my heart sing…



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