My dad passed away in August. It's been a few months now but my feelings are still so raw that words are inadequate; no words can fully convey the mind-blowing pain of losing a loved one. Especially someone as incredible as my dad. He put so much effort into being the best parent that he could. My mind was blank for the first couple of months but now I see reminders of him everywhere. The twins just turned 5 and for the first time, there were no birthday cards from Grandpa. Outside of the card from mommy and daddy, the card from grandpa was the only other sure one for their birthday. I could have a verbal projectile vomit right now and just keep writing about my dad (it's therapeutic too) but I'll stop here for now and move on to other updates.
In other news, the girls started kindergarten and the transition was quite challenging for us a family. 3 months in, most of the drama is over and they're now fully settled in. Also on the family front, I have the opportunity to take a year off work. Even though the time off is partly due to the downturn in my industry, I heartily welcome the chance to realize my dream of being home with the girls for their kindergarten year. It's all working out for good.
In other not so relevant news, I deleted my Facebook account, dyed my hair red, started blogging again and have the number of a tattoo parlor programmed onto my phone. Is midlife crisis calling? Am I home? Is anybody still reading? Drop me a line in the comments pretty please. It's been a crazy season and it's good to be back. Blogging/writing is my cheaper form of therapy.
