Lately I've been having a lot of urges to call my dad, or to show him something...thinking that he'd really like something. Then it hits me that I can't. It's strange having these urges again. I doubt they'll ever go away. It's just been interesting that they've been happening as frequently as they have as of late.

The hubby and I went down to the cemetary to visit his mom the other day. It's been 2 years now that she's been gone. It will be two years in April for my dad too. On one hand, it feels like it's been forever, and on the other hand, it seems like it was just a few months ago.