Today we are going to Florida. My father is dying. Cancer. He is in his last days and I truly hope he passes quickly as he is in a lot of pain. I am sad. Last year I lost a child and this year I’m losing a parent. Neither is easy no matter how expected or “for the best” it may be. These are some of the memories I will hold onto dearly, tight, close to my heart. I see a lot of my father in P. Some of her expressions are his, exactly. I hope she keeps them, at least until my aching heart is soothed.