mad in pursuit memoir notebook
DISPATCHED FROM THE intersection of yesterday and forever
A Darlin' Man
And so a year has passed since my dad took his leave. I tell myself that the grieving is over — a good life was lived and he is part of me forever. And then I see his face.
Last year I was wordy and philosophical. Today, I think I'll just have a good cry.
[Photos from 1952, 1983, 1998, 2005]