Not quite two years ago, our dad succumbed to cancer and passed away. Or, as I like to think about it, he’d written his story and reached the maximum word count. And, did he leave a good story behind for all of us to pick up and reread as necessary? Yes, he did. I keep it within reach. I’m tempted to say “Grief is a journey,” but is there a less original way to characterize the year after a loved…