A Daughter’s Tribute: How Honoring Her Father Changed Everything at the Dance

standing. I hear the applause. I remember feeling like he was right there beside me.

And I know, somehow, that he was.

The Comfort of Small Rituals

I still talk to him sometimes, usually late at night when the house is quiet. I tell him about my day, about the decisions I’m facing, about the things that worry or excite me.

It’s not the same as having him continue reading …