On January 22, 2022, my Dad died. My theme, “Letters to my Dad” is based on random thoughts about him and the aftermath of not having him around anymore.
You’re a sly one. I’ll give you that.
Before you left, you made me promise to do a list of things, all of which neatly fall under the umbrella of “self-care”.
“You always take care of everybody. I need for you to take care of yourself now” is one of the things you told me while you were at your weakest.
I know that you were worried about me and probably still are but as you can see, I’m doing relatively okay so far down here.
Don’t worry. I knew exactly what you meant and I’m not procrastinating. Though it sometimes feels like forever, it’s only been a little over four months that you’ve been gone.
I’m just giving myself some grace until I get certain things under control. I will jump right into all things self-care after the gathering we are planning for you is over.
Dad, you know that I keep my promises so don’t you ever worry about me.
Loving you always,