I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

dinners beside that bay window.

I had planned to make the transfer official on Christmas Day.

Now I sat in the grocery-store parking lot with the paperwork in my purse and heard Dad’s voice again.

Everything was easier without you there.

The irony was almost impressive.

For years, I had been the person who made family events easier.

Nobody officially gave continue reading …