My Toot and I got to spend some real quality time together today while we met for happy hour. While initially we got together to have drinks and laughs, it turned out that we needed time to share in our continued grief over the loss of our father. 

I know my sadness had been mounting and I’ve distracted myself with work, family, and life in general. It’s easy enough to do.  But it was time. It was time to talk about how much we missed him, how difficult it has been to go through life without him, how our grief is far from over. 

We needed this time together even though we didn’t recognize it at first. It was cathartic.  And it was healing. And I’m am especially grateful for this quality time with My Toot.