Today, a member of our Montessori family lost his father. As we grieve for him, it rakes up all the wounds of our own losses.
My Dad passed in 2004, and his loss remains as painful today, as the day he left us. There is no protocol on how to grieve; no roadmap; no blueprint. Just the hole in my heart that is there to stay.
Maybe we travel back down memory lane, relive the good times, and embrace the moments that made them so special to us. Maybe we honor their legacy by being good fathers ourselves. That would be the ultimate tribute. And the ultimate homage to lives well lived.
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