Time…Is It Real Or Is It Imagined?
How is it possible that today would have been my father’s 95th birthday? I close my eyes, and I cannot reconcile that with the image of the man that I see in my mind and in my heart. Yes, the battle with cancer added wrinkles to his brow, thinned his hair, and even weighed heavily on his twinkling blue eyes. But how could that man have been nearing 95 I ask myself? But slowly, the…