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A matter of honor

Nine years ago, on the 28th of May, my father passed away. When I write it out like that, nine years sounds like a long time. The funny thing about time is that it’s SEEMS like it’s a fixed measurement, but of course, it’s completely relative.

My father served in the United States Air Force, and having the anniversary of his death right around Memorial Day is a bit of a double whammy. Some years it hits harder than others. I don’t know why year nine hit me like a locomotive under full steam, but it took me down.

I have a great many drafts started for this week’s post, but they will wait for a different week. This week is for grief. I am unprepared to write anything about grief other than this:

Grief happens entirely on its own schedule. For whatever reason, this year grief stole coherent thought from me. Just today, I spent several hours trying to wrest it back — and then I surrendered.

Today is not about helping the people who read my blog, although if you find something helpful here, I am grateful for that.

Today is about honoring my feelings by giving myself time to grieve.

Today is about honoring my father by remembering the part of life we shared with one another.

Today is about honoring my mother by sharing what’s left of today with her.

Take a moment today and honor what most deserves it in your own life.

Brightest blessings to you. ~ Sunny

Did you ever know that you’re my hero,
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
For you are the wind beneath my wings.

Wind Beneath My Wings, Beaches, recorded by Bette Midler

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