I've been sitting here staring at this small blank white space for awhile now trying to figure out how to write this. This will also give some explanation as to why to why I haven't posted on the blog in the past few days.
One of our dearest friends in the whole world lost her father (at the very young age of 72)on Saturday to a rare lung disease. I KNOW I don't have the writing chops to even begin to explain the effect his passing has had on so many people. And what an amazing man Mick Delaney was and how much he loved life, his family, his grandkids, his theatre work, his writing, and how much everyone else loved him.
Mick was one of the people who stuck up for me when a certain dad blogger wrote negative things about my little garage company. I had only met him once but felt like I'd known him for years. My dear friend and Mick's daughter, Oonagh, told him about the post and he immediately wrote and posted a comment defending me. That meant so very much to me, more than he ever knew, I'm sure.
I'm afraid I'm at the end of this post for fear I'll just turn into a blubbering mess again.