in the midst of all this.

while we worry about what to wear,

what to eat,

what to say,

what to do,

what life even means...

another life has been taken away, 

another father lost.

it reminds me of that iguana i often talk about.

lifeless, i always say.

it just sits there, doing nothing.

to that iguana, that is life, someone said.

so silly, i replied.

that's not life, that's lifelessness.

is that what we look like to God?

lifeless?

just sitting there, doing nothing?

and thinking we're doing something with our lives,

when in trying to find life,

we neglected to live?

cherish your fathers, 

no matter how lousy you think they are.

you only have one.

i'm sorry for your loss.

my heart is with you.

be strong.