It seems like only yesterday. Cliché, yes, but true. Even before the 20th anniversary of this most tragic day, “twenty years” has weighed heavily on my mind.
When my father died in February, after his hard-fought battle with prostate cancer, I realized how quickly the 20+ years since his initial diagnosis had flown. I thought about who I was twenty years before, about how my life had changed.
My kids had grown up and now have children of their own.
I’d traveled around the world and been married and divorced. I’d become a published author. I’d lived in three different towns.
Still, the time between my dad’s prostate cancer pre-diagnosis of his death passed in a blink.
I began to think about how quickly the next 20 years would pass, which lead Steve and me to make some difficult decisions about how we wanted to “write” what could possibly…
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