Semi-Daily Scribbles

10-10-10 is a mighty unique date. Folks everywhere have been marking the occasion in all manner of ways great and small. For me, today is a day of remembrance. The entire month of October is melancholy, but the days leading up to the 10th are the hardest. It has been four years since Nado died, and not a day passes that I don’t think of him. I’m not sure the loss gets any easier to process; the empty feeling has just become part of the here and now. I know I’ll feel this way tomorrow and next month. I didn’t feel this way four years ago. The prospect of loss was nowhere to be found the day this photo was taken. It’s a nice reminder.