On the 6th of this month three years ago, my father passed away. My mother passed away almost 19 years ago this year. When my mother passed, it was the hardest thing and the most painful thing that I had ever dealt with but over time, the pain subsided. When my father passed, I seemed to be stronger in dealing with his passing. It hurt but it was a different hurt. That is until the last few days.
Today I shared a picture that I took at my father’s visitation from when he was in WWII and I just broke down. I had to close my office door and turn up the music I was playing so that no one heard me. After a few minutes, I was okay…(READ MORE)