Day 1625 - it was a day with some very pleasant visits. If you forget the solemn reason for this gathering you can think of it as a fun day. But then you wake up into mindfulness and the fun is all but gone. My dad is not here anymore. This most beloved man is forever gone. I know that the dad I miss is long gone, that in the past few months he was less and less present; less interactive, even less sharp. And the saddest of all less happy and cheerful. But still we all held tight to the little left of him and hope he will be better. But he didn't and he never will and that is left for us is to decide what we want to enscribe on his tombstone. How very sad.