moving on, going back...

It's been a month... sure doesn't feel like it. We've been going through the motions of day-to-day living... work, eat, go out, etc. Most of the time we're okay (at least on the surface), but last night wasn't one of the good days.

I took everybody to a birthday party. They have ballroom dancing so I thought it's a good break for all of us. It started out okay for everyone... food was good, everyone was having a great time dancing... we were having a great time looking at everyone dancing, some good, some making fools of themselves... in all it was your typical birthday party. But then, in the middle of it all, my Mom started crying. Pain of losing my Dad, her husband of almost 50 years is plainly written all over her face. His birthday and their 50th anniversary would have been this coming Tuesday, November 14.

We all tried to take her mind off my Dad, and I know she tried to appear okay for our sakes... but some pain you just can't take away.

We miss you...