This minute, Iâ€™m busy with several projects. I'm thankful for each and every opportunity that comes my way. Whatâ€™s more, Iâ€™m actually enjoying it all, even when the schedule makes me a little crazy. And yet, in the midst of all the rush and work and joy, there is, today, a strong emotion, a diary of memories, an unsolicited sadness tugging on my heart. It has been there all month, maybe longer.
Last year, as the anniversary of his death approached for the first time, I experienced an odd emotion â€“ a palatable sensation of knowing.