The call came early Monday morning. A week ago. Memorial Day. The catch in his voice. I knew. I hoped it was something else. Some other reason. My brother had called to share that our beloved Dad had journeyed to be with the Lord. Gone; from this earth. That deep ache; the constant pain rubbed raw. Another loss. The walk of grief well worn. The path of gratitude in need of work. I begin the journey to my dad. This time to say good bye. Making arrangements all so familiar. My ... View Post