Dreams From My Father

 “It was a sense that everything I was doing, every touch and breath and word, carried the full weight of my life; that a circle was beginning to close, so that I might finally recognize myself as I was, here, now, in one place.”

(From Dreams From My Father

I finished this book yesterday. Reading it made me feel like I was gaining some ground to stand on, during a time when I felt as if I was free-falling through the space between me and my lost father.

Gradually, with a lot of self-care, patience, and trust,

I’m working to narrow the space between us.

I want to be able to feel where I come from.

That’s where he is.

Somewhere, way up.