"I have danced with your
memory a thousand times."
~Zen to Zany
Has to do with Memorial
Day. Can't stop thinking
about my father.
I do talk to my dad almost
every day. He's who I talk
to in a manner of praying.
I always could talk to him.
Could tell him anything.
Was the least judgmental
person I ever met.
In fact, he was the one
who informed me at the
age of 13 that I was to
be called to the Pantheist
path.
No, I never, ever forget
my dad, not even for a
moment. Still, Memorial
Day simply screams his
absence.
My heart sooooo hurts . . .
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