I was a little sluggish when the alarm went off at 6:15 from getting to bed so late. We finished packing, had breakfast with Monique and Sierra and brought the bags down for loading. More hurry up and wait – patience again – while we stood around waiting for the group interviews. This is a good lesson for me but I don’t like it despite the fact that...

The last months of my father’s battle with cancer were two years ago now. Two years that seem to have simultaneously drifted and flown by. Grief is an interesting process. Sometimes you process it well and move through it quickly and sometimes you don’t. I think it has taken me just about two years to feel like I have processed my father’s passing....