Three years on June 3rd.

I like to make note of it on my blog for myself and for him. He used to visit here all the time and loved to read the comments everyone left. He thought it was the most incredible thing, people reaching out to his granddaughter from their computers. I used to check my site stats and was able to tell when he visited, which I loved. It was like he was waving hello. I been trying hard to think of what I want to say about it all–his death and life now, after–and I’ve decided it’s this: I miss him more each year, not less, and I keep him in my heart.

For Ken (2009)
Grief & Writing (2010)