It is my father's birthday today (Nov. 29). I loved that we shared the same day number for our birthdays, as though that made our connection greater; that only he and I could understand.
I miss him and I think of him every single day. I wish we could sit together and remember, and look ahead and talk about the now, this moment, and not worry about what has happened and not fret about what might be, but truly connect in the present.
I'm not sure I'm very good at that.