It Is Well, (As Well As It Can Be)
Today marks a year without you. What a year it has been. The waves of this loss has been crazier than anything I've ever felt. I miss you, your laugh and even your corny jokes. We are all doing the best we can. We made it through all the "firsts" without you, because that's what you do. Right? The grandkids talk about you and their memories. Even the youngest still remembers who you are. You were such a wonderful granddad! I'm glad I witnessed that. The night before you died you sang to me and said it has been an honor to be my father. Dad, it is an honor to be your daughter. Always. xoxo I carry your heart with me, (I carry it in my heart). - E.E. Cummings.