time does heal, but i don't want to forget. sometimes i can't remember his voice or his face is fuzzy in my mind. i don't know what to do about that.
the weather is so beautiful here - i wish my dad could have seen one more spring. but i see the cycle of death into life. it's meaningful that this cycle is as old as life itself and will continue on.
i wanted to share some more photos of my cute dad... and my cute mom and sis and self.