It is difficult to come to grips with the fact that my Dad left this world eight years ago today.
It sometimes feels like it is just yesterday and other times like forever. Living without him in my life has made my life a much scarier and darker place.
This morning, I found myself lighting a candle and shedding some tears at Lake Parker in his memory.
It wasn’t a photo-occasion, although I did take a small few. Interestingly the very last picture is this one, where he flew by to let me know that he heard my cries.
Some hurts never heal.
