... Friday. Driving to church, I heard a radio station urging folks to give money to buy bikes for needy kids at Christmas. Thinking about bikes reminded me of my dad (see post below) & that released a pool of tears and sobbing that was overdue.
At least twice on the drive & then a time or two at the office, I grieved for my Dad with healing tears of hurt.
I am sure it will not be that last gush.