Father's Day

A day of reflection. Yesterday. Father’s Day. The anniversary of the day we lost our best friend and brother, Doug Montcrieff. It was quiet out here at the lake, my refuge, contemplating this horrible year and ultimately realizing its blessings.

You see, Doug was a blessing. As painful as it is to go on without him in our lives, weren’t we so incredibly fortunate to have him touch all of us in so many ways? I rarely go more than a moment in time without recalling his wisdom, his support, his love.

I needed this quiet day to ponder the inexplicable. No answers. But, I did wake up this morning with the sun dawning on a beautiful day. I reveled in the glory of this weekend and six beautiful children with their growing families. I adore my grandchildren and am constantly entertained by their talents and antics. I am in awe of my beautiful, patient wife, ever by my side and stunningly gorgeous. I know how lucky I am.

I miss Doug terribly, but mostly I am angry that he is not here to enjoy his own spectacular life.