I’d like to make a bold, strong return, but it’s natural to be tentative when your family lost a tentpole.
I am a daddy’s girl and my heart is broken.
After the services, I dismantled the floral arrangements, potted each plant, and gave them away to our family and friends. 36 in all. I think he would have liked this.
Everything is temporary. Little is predictable. Be grateful and cherish love. It’s the only true currency.