This weekend was Father’s Day, so I wanted to share a picture of me and my dad circa the early 90′s. This guy is amazing. He raised three kids, ages 3, 12, and 15 when my mom died of breast cancer, and no one could have done it better or with more love. I am thankful for him every day (and also thankful for the help he’s had along the way from neighbors, friends, and the indefatigable Nancy).
I promised to be more aware of my “Our Town Moments”, so here’s one from the weekend. On Saturday night, I was at my parents’ house in Pennsylvania. We’ve all been going through a lot lately, not just stemming from my cancer last year but other big changes in people’s lives that affect all of us because we love and support one another. Still, Saturday night we had fun and normalcy, just me, my dad, Nancy, my brother, and my boyfriend. While the sun was still out we played ladder golf in the backyard and had a lovely dinner outside on the porch. When it was dark we spent a couple hours in the hot tub, tracing the course of satellites above our heads (something my dad taught us to do years ago). I was thankful for family, laughter, nature, fireflies, and the universe, for being beautiful and full of twinkling surprises.