Eleven years ago today, my father passed away. They say time heals all wounds. I don't know if that's true. However, I do think time diminishes the pain and anguish of all wounds. The day that he died, I wanted life to stop. I didn't want anything to change since he could no longer be a part of our lives. Fortunately, life does go on, and I moved forward. I still miss him every minute of every day, and even all these years later I still think about calling him when something funny happens. I wonder if he realizes the legacy he left? And for those of you who are wondering, the photo is of my in laws back yard.
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