It's been an especially hard day for me so far.
It is Father's Day and also my dad's birthday. I've spent a good part of the morning curled up in the fetal position crying. Some parts of me feel so empty and gone. It is hard to explain. I don't even know who I am right now. For lots of reasons.
My mom is back, and is coming over for dinner - so that will be nice, but I'm not such good company right now. I'm glad she is home, though, I've missed her terribly - she's been gone for 9 weeks.
Happy Father's Day to all the Fathers out there - and to all of you who can, go give your fathers a big hug and kiss and tell them how much you love them.