Five Years
I realized this evening that it’s been exactly five years since my dad died. I still think about him daily, but this anniversary managed to sneak up on me. That’s probably a good thing in many ways.
I feel like I should be writing something meaningful; [five years ago I said](http://axodys.com/2001/4/26) that I had a lot of things that I wanted to write about him, but I never really did. I still have that desire though and it certainly hasn’t diminished in the intervening years. I think it’s finally time to start addressing this as we move into the summer months.
