It’s a new day. It’s a new world.
Today’s ceremony marks one of those milestones where you realize time differently. It is now measured in increments of before and after. A glorious sunrise over the mountain makes a believer of anyone and renews hope that things will be fine albeit different. The hole in your heart will heal. After all, with each sunset comes a sunrise and so go the rhythms of our lives.
To my Dad whom I loved with all my heart.
March 29, 1933 – January 5, 2015