We went to court. There was an aspect of the D that was much like our Marriage. The Judge, like the Pastor admonished X to speak up. Afterward my sister and I spent an hour or so at a coffee shop making small talk. Most of that day like my father’s funeral seemed surreal and is a distant faint memory.

Feel what you feel and grieve. It does get better. Remember that everyone is breathing and no one is bleeding. Keep the loss in perspective. It does get better. You will be happy again so get out and do.

I don’t fish myself, but I understand Walleye put up an exciting fight and Perch taste better. My nieces grew up fishing with their Dad after his D and still love to do so.

BITS
Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55
D 30
S 27

You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill