Dad

9 Aug

My Dad passed away a year ago, today. Been talking a lot with my older son, pictured here, about him and much else on the young man’s mind. I have not had an easy week as a father, or as a son. Yet I soldier on, trying to keep the best of my dad in my heart as well as patience and love for my sons.

Saw an Uzbek place on the way to dinner offering “Russian brunch”. Much speculation ensued, with the consistent punch line of caviar and vodka. Until somehow a sauna made its way into the gag, then I broke everyone by suggesting sauna, lutefisk, and aquavit.

How? How do you run out of galaktoboureko on Greek Easter Sunday? Our habitual spot started doing Sunday brunch recently, I guess they underestimated people’s appetite for Greek dessert.

These past two weekends have been filled with family, friends, love and stories that will hopefully make me miss my dad a bit less, especially as I finally head home.