It is amazing how fast a year can pass.
It is one year to this day that Daddy passed.
And although we all know that he is in a better place, we all still miss him terribly.
It is the dilemna of remebering him, celebrating his life, and continuing on with our own.

Mum and I went to visit today. But due to the ridiculous amount of ice underneath the snow, we could not even find the stone.
Mum had thought ahead and brought a thermos of boiling water in an attempt to melt the ice. We also brought a shovel to clear it off. It was so cold today that the water turned into thicker ice. Can you imagine the two of us trying to dig up the stone? I thought that some might think that we were trying to bring him back.
We had to settle for leaving the flowers in the snow.
But we did learn an important lesson. At the end of the snow season, we must turn the vase up so that we have a marker for the arrangement in the odd chance that we get another snow storm in April.

Also got to speak to Sarah today. Weepy, but in true style coping like a trooper. She is so strong.

We will celebrate mass tommorow morning at the school. The three generations of women that we are.

Grandpa's birthday is tommorow, and seeing as he pretty much missed his day last year I wanted him to have an extended celebration today. And he did. I occupied Grandma, and he got to have a super long nap today. He is so lovely. I love his sense of humour. It is dry and wicked, and lovely. I love him deeply.
Grandma as well. She is such a vibrant woman. Such zest, and energy.

On an unrelated note, had a surreal dream of a romantic italian dinner. Great company, wine, conversation, and dining. You can't imagine the feelings of contentment I felt. The meal being secondary to the company. (TY-LR)

Daddy... I love you and miss you, and know that you are watching over us. I know we will meet again. I Love you.
K.