Grandmommy’s Notes in the Margin

Twenty-one years ago today, my father died.

Our relationship had been strained and was only beginning to be as it should be.

I wish it had been different.

Hold your family close, dear ones. Life is too precious to let anyone come between you and your family. Don’t let hard feelings creep in. Love one another. Forgive one another.

Life is too precious.

I miss you, Daddy. Say “hello” to my wonderful Robert.