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Nine Years

It’s almost unbelievable that nine years have gone by since my Dad passed away.  To this day I still continue to process the full impact he had on my life – much of it still unknown and new territory.

Today on Father’s Day I sat specifically to reflect on my Dad.  Images swept through me in no particular order, from childhood to adulthood, health to sickness, the good times to the difficult ones.  I really wish he had gotten to meet Sonia, but thankful that his last eighteen months were spent in part around Sophia.

As I acknowledged the sadness, I began to cry.  And then perhaps by coincidence or not, I heard the strong downpour of rainfall around me.  I listened almost as if in that moment the earth was taking on a little of what I carry.  I sat feeling held and trusting that my Dad knew and knows how much we miss him and how grateful we are.

Happy Father’s Day Dad.


3 Comments Post a comment
  1. Ritu #

    Lovely post, Sheila. Especially, “earth taking a little of what I carry”. I would think, not a coincidence :-)❤️

    June 21, 2015
    • Thank you Ritz, didn’t feel like simply chance 🙂

      June 21, 2015
  2. Manju Jhawar #

    Thx Sheils! For lovely post. Love you guys🌻💛

    June 21, 2015

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