Small Steps

Small Steps. Me & My Dad.
Never too early to learn good oral hygiene (I was probably teething)

Progress sometimes comes in small steps. This weekend I walked the dog with my husband, which meant I stepped away from my computer and actually went outside.

Beautiful outside. Weather warm. Sky clear. Saddleback Mountain gorgeous, every nook and cranny visible as if I could reach out and touch it.

Honestly, I find it hard to overcome inertia, to get up and get out. But when I do so, when I go outside, I benefit. My mood improves. My spirit lightens. Both my physical and mental health reap gains.

Sunday I even ran a car-load of stuff to Goodwill, including my father’s old clothes. My father died a year ago next week, and I’ve been holding onto his old clothes since then.

To remember him, I’ve kept his flannel shirts. Wearing his flannel shirts, I feel enveloped in the warmth of his love, like I’m getting a big hug from him.

When we were little, he’d call us over for big bear hugs, but there was nothing rough in his hugs. Just love. Protective love. The big loving protective hugs of a father for his daughters.

My eyes are tearing up now. Good tears. I was loved. I loved my dad. He loved us dearly and deeply.

9 thoughts on “Small Steps

  1. Annah Elizabeth April 24, 2019 / 8:38 pm

    Sending you a little extra love, light, and healing energy in the coming days, Kitt. May those fond memories bring you some modicum of comfort as this difficult anniversary approaches. xoxo

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  2. Tosha Michelle April 16, 2019 / 2:56 am

    It sounds like you had a really special relationship with your dad. I’m sorry for your loss but glad that’s there is comfort in your memories. ❤️

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  3. Epi B April 15, 2019 / 10:47 pm

    Sounds like you chose a beautiful day to go for a walk. May many such days (and strolls) follow!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Cassandra Stout April 15, 2019 / 5:41 pm

    This is a lovely post. Kitt. I’m glad you had such a wonderful relationship with your father, and remember him fondly.

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