Having the wind knocked out of you at 43, can feel like death. But my dad passed today, three years ago. I think that has more to do with it.
Happy Good Friday, everybody. I'm off until 4:30PM, then back to the Cuban restaurant for twenty hours. But I get to see my daughters out of school first. That's good.
One thing I've learned about death, you don't get to leave just because you want to. As for me, I plan to stick around. Even if no one wants to help me, I can still help myself.