On January 22, 2022, my Dad died.
The night before he was cremated, I wrote him a letter.
A very long letter full of love, truths and gratitude that I had already said to him during his illness.
I wrote, wrote and wrote until the early morning hours until my hand was sore. I wanted to place that letter in his hands when I saw him for the very last time.
I needed for my words to forever become one with him and the other favorite items we planned on placing in his cremation container.
I was surprised at how the act of handwriting that letter to my Dad soothed my soul a little bit.
Since that day, I have been writing little handwritten notes to my Dad, here and there, whenever the mood strikes.
Sometimes I smile as I write to him with his smiling face is on my screensaver but most times, I just simply cry.
Like I said for the A to Z Challenge Reveal a few weeks back, I’m stepping out of my hiatus to participate in this year’s A to Z Challenge.
My theme, “Letters to my Dad” will be based on random thoughts about him and the aftermath of not having him around anymore.
But be forewarned…
I am not pre-writing posts.
I doubt that I will have the wherewithall to visit many other blogs so you will need to forgive me in advance.
And don’t be too surprised if I don’t make it through to the letter Z…but then again, who knows?
All I know is that my plan is to pick a word the night before the alphabet letter is due and post whatever flows out of my head.
To all those participating in the A to Z Challenge, happy writing and have fun making new blogging friends.