Today is my Dad’s birthday, which by a fateful irony is also the anniversary of my Mom’s death, twenty-one years ago today. A moment ago. A lifetime ago.

I miss them both so much and yet the more aware I become, the more I see them all around. When I push away the grief, it grows within me. When I step into the grief, I find love on the other side.

We don’t have to leave everything behind but we shouldn’t take everything with us, either. Being intentional about what we carry forward is at the heart of it all. Life is so deep and rich, right now.

Love you Mom and Dad.