Shortly after my Dad died back in 2001, I found that I really began to struggle with coping. The only thing that I could do to help me with the loss was to write him letters.
It's been a long time since his passing, and the pain has changed from a wound with a constant, hemorrhaging flow of pain, to a more dull, deep longing to see him again.
I thought that it would be interesting to go back to the letters and begin to sketch out some of the key passages, maybe turn it into a book for my kids and family on the memories and feelings and challenges and resultant growth that came from putting my feelings on paper....
Well, if I do it, this picture will probably be the cover.
(Also...don't those glasses rock?! He made 'em cool before George McFly!
Here he is, Mark J. Monson, just before his 20th birthday, California |