#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Saddling Up

I don’t know what else to do but saddle up and ride this trail wherever it leads. It’s one day at a time for me, but that isn’t a bad thing, is it?

One of the things I’ve noticed about this experience, losing a parent, is that there is something very sacred about the process.

The kind words of friends and family mean more than anyone who hasn’t been through this could ever know. I feel enfolded by love and consolation, and I am grateful.

Family is already arriving. The ceremony will be held on Sunday–Father’s Day.

We’ll be in one of the places my dad loved best of all, his beautiful yard, with all its splendid flowers.

Father’s Day. Now, that seems fitting to me.

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