This past weekend would have been my late father’s birthday. I took time in the morning to flip through photos of him while I drank my tea. I talked with my oldest daughter about him a little bit. For the rest of the day I was busy and didn’t really think about him much.
The exception to that was all the time I spent thinking about how I should post a photo of him on Facebook, write a blog post or generally post some public comment indicating to others that I was thinking about him or marking his birthday in some public way. [Read more…]