June 2015 has arrived…and of course with its arrival comes another anniversary. Not of my sobriety, but rather of the day my father departed this earth. 13 years now, dad. I have lived half my life without you…all I can say is how grateful I am to have had you guide me through the first half.
One of the only things I understand for sure about this world is how utterly bananas it all is.
One piece of perpetual inspiration & hope that gets me through is the fact that a person as utterly brilliant as yourself was able to live a life not plagued by cynicism, and embrace a true appreciation for the world around him.
My struggle is my own but there is so much more to me than that — and there are so many more out there, who have it so much worse.
If you could do it…then so can I.