It’s been years since my dad passed. I remember it was a Thursday. Things had been busy at […]

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He sat in my chair fiddling with his keys as he went on about how he didn’t understand what he had done wrong, why she was upset, and what he could do. As he talked, I just listened. Then he looked up at me and said, “I just don’t get it”.

I looked at him, and said matter of factly, “The weather changed”.

His face was the look of confusion as I could see his mind attempt to process what I had just said. “What does the weather have to do with anything I just said”, he asked.

Nothing. And everything.