In the shower I do some of my best thinking.
This morning I was thrown by the turn of events.
My thoughts from this morning:
I have so much to do before the company arrives.
I should ask my Dad to bring his tools and take a look at the shower drain that needs some repair.
At that point the tears came. They flowed freely. They mixed with the water from the shower and as I stood there and cried I realized it is ok not to be happy all the time and while I know my Dad wouldn't want me to be sad all the time, I think it is alright to be sad and take a moment and embrace that sadness.
This morning I embraced the sadness of my 2nd Christmas without my Dad.
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