We kept laughing at our noses, we got them from Dad.
We headed down to the beach below.
The following day my sister and I just hung out. She went to Farmers Market with me.
We are still waiting for Dads house to close, once that is done I will put this year of sickness and loss behind me and move on. Dealing with the death of my Dad has made me a stronger person with an even greater capacity to love. In the end, it's not our stuff that matters but the relationships we develop and tend too. I want a colorful and thriving garden full of love, now and forever!