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