You know what’s crazy? Yesterday was the anniversary of my dad’s death. 9 years, I think. I forgot it until late at night when I glanced at the date. It’s funny, because I have been thinking about it. He had his heart attack on the 26th and then died on the 30th, so I have been mentally cataloging the days, and then here it is and I forget it. Go figure. Luckily, there’s no offense in heaven, so I’m sure he’s not holding it against me.
I usually write poetry about him on the 30th, but I don’t have anything this year- I’ll link to some older stuff.
(when I was looking up links, I realized I did the same thing last year- right here in Nashville- let’s blame it on Nashville.)
These are sad, but they are funny to me, too, because he was such a joyful character- my memories of him are laughter.
We’re still in Nashville, have ministry tonight and then leave here Saturday morning for Alabama, with a banjo on my knee.