Tag: family

I really haven't written anything since he died. Maybe because he was the biggest fan of my writing, my biggest cheerleader. It feels weird to put anything out there knowing he won't read it, or give me feedback, or even just a comment to tell me how much he loved it. I want to curl up next to him with a cup of coffee and tell him about the books I've read recently, the chaos at work, the amazing things his grandchildren have done in the last two years. I want to meet him for tacos at his favorite Mexican place and debate philosophy and politics until they kick us out. I want to invite him over for peach cobbler, add vanilla ice cream to the bowls even though we both know its terrible for us, and listen to music together. I want so many things, but mostly I want to tell him I love him. Since I can't do any of those things, I'm sharing below the only thing I've written since he died. His eulogy