To my Dad. Merry Christmas, 2018.

Dear Dad,

Well, four years have passed. Four years since it was your time to leave us. Four years and we all still miss you. It feels like yesterday, and it feels like forever at the same time.

Today we gathered to celebrate Christmas with family and friends. I pulled out a classic “Steven B” line tonight. When a friend commented, “I’m off that day,” I quickly replied, “You’re always a little off.” I know you would have said it if you were here.

You are remembered. You are loved.

Most of the time we are doing okay. I know you’re with us. We remember you and we laugh. We turn the music up on a good song, and Neil Young is still a source of comfort.

I heard “Winter Song” by Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson the other day. It made me cry.

I’ll be your harvester of light
And send it out tonight
So we can start again.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
‘Cause you’re not where you belong;
Inside my arms.
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea.
My love a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light
To carry you to me.
Is love alive?

Is love alive? Yes. Inside my heart.

Merry Christmas, Dad. I love you.

4 thoughts on “To my Dad. Merry Christmas, 2018.

  1. So sweet 😉 It’s been 24 years since my dad passed and I think of him every day. Today, Christmas, he was much on our minds and in our conversation as we remembered old family stories and traditions.

    Merry Christmas!

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