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I left off with a packed bag heading south... That same bag's done alot of traveling back and forth these past months. Despite reading blogs, I couldn't write one.
I thought that too many of my feelings on display would invite what I didn't really want to hear.... To commiserate my fathers death ..... those who said "they'd been there ? ... No... My dad's dying was mine to keep.....I didn't want to share it ....... I felt any "blogging" to be superficial and inconsequincial to what was happening in my life... I withdrew ...for a loooong time.... September 10th, Dad finally let go ...I don't think I'll ever be able to put his death or my loss to words..... He's my Dad... and always will be...
I'm finding my way back...... home has been hard to reconcile...
but it's all coming back ...
PS... Thanks Sue M for kindly let me know that my comments setting was turned off... I fixed it.
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