It’s been a year since my dad passed away, and I’m still coming to terms with it.
Being a dog person means breaking your heart every time you lose a dog.
Having strong community connections can be a lifesaver when you lose your partner.
This past weekend I took a camping staycation to remember my dad and his passing.
Lately I’ve been having trouble writing. Maybe I can find my way back by writing about my father, whom I lost in July.