didn’t expect my grief for my dad and my mom to be so different from one another. Feeling a connection to mom has been easier, perhaps because we are/were so much alike? I can’t yet talk about Dad without crying. Not weeping just my eyes overflowing. There is this tender place that I touch when I think of him or realize I just tried to call him or want to call him and ask his advice.
Today someone sent me the lyrics to Donovan’s “Jennifer Juniper.” He said it should be my theme song. A few weeks ago, I heard it on the radio and it was the first time I realized where Dad got my nickname, Juniper. The song was released early in 1968. So it was playing in the ethers as Mom was pregnant with me and Dad was in his last semester at Rockhurst College. And then I entered their world in October.Read More