Embedded In The Fabric
I was thinking just the other day how much who I am and how I deal with people is shaped by the relationship I had with my father. The holidays have been different since he passed two years ago and whenever I go home his death is more real to me. Almost like I truly have to confront it because I’m where he lived his life. Lots of people back home can tell stories about who he was and how he helped them or touched their lives and I’m no different. But all of my stories aren’t positive ones and that reflection……………realization…………..it got me thinking the other day just how all those countless stories I can tell about Robert really defined how I deal with men.