We are in the past tense.

It is Monday night and I am laying on the couch across from him. I have already showered and my hair is dry. Tomorrow morning I have a job interview, and it takes me over the bridge.

Seemingly, whether it be night or day, my trip to him is always pleasant. The weather is wonderful, and traffic is not so bad either. My trip there was wonderful. A crisp autumn day carried me through the back roads to get to him. leaves scurrying to and...

I am looking out the windows now and the sky is bright and blue, just the smallest bit of movement in the trees. Hardly any of the fall colors remain and soon enough I will see nothing but the contrast of the darkness of the trees laying against the blue of the sky. Some puffy white clouds would surely enhance the picture.

I made it through Thanksgiving with my family without a tear shed by myself. It was certainly getting to be that time, I am quite sure. The pictures were coming...

Today has proven to be a most difficult day for me, as it normally is. I spent the day thinking of my father and of my life up until now. I had a wonderful childhood and could not have had better parents.

They never agreed, but separately, they were the best. I loved them both in their own way. But today is for my father. Had he lived, he would have been ninety years old. Cancer stole him from me when I was twenty-one. I was a new mother to a baby boy whom I loved more than...