When I was little and I couldn’t fall asleep, I’d close my eyes and pretend I was in an old movie house replete with fancy curtains that would open as my movie began to play. The movie would find it’s way into my dreamworld and viola, I’d soon be fast asleep. It was comforting then and to this day, I still try and think about happy thoughts if I’m finding it difficult to fall asleep.
Lately, thoughts have filled my head as if several short-films of my life have been playing. You see, my Dad passed away on March 7th of this year and since then, I keep remembering events that have happened in my life with my Dad. I remember, I reflect and I smile as my short films unfold.
I took these blog pics at the end of February. In fact, I took these pics before the blog…
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