DAY 100

Father's Day 2016

Day 100, Father's Day. My dad died almost two years ago and I miss him so much. I'd give anything for one more day with him, but at the same time, I am thankful that he did not have to witness what we have experienced in the last few months. He had the kindest heart, and it would have been so hard for him to see how his loved ones have suffered trying to function during this crisis.

My husband, his brother, son, and one grandson went out fishing early this morning. They actually caught some fish, which is a minor miracle. They have a history if coming home empty-handed from their fishing trips. I met them at the city park in the afternoon and the guys cooked their fish on a grill. My aunt and a friend of hers joined us. We sat on the hill eating fish, potato salad, and coleslaw. There were very few people in the park, a few boats out on the lake and probably twenty people swimming. In spite of things reopening it seems that there is still an abundance of caution being practiced by most people. It was a great pleasure to spend time with family on a Sunday afternoon. These simple things have become so much more precious to me, and I hope to others.