When my father passed away, I became keenly aware of the relationship that I no longer had on this earth. Grief became a recognizable companion in my life. As I began to explore the facets of grief, I realized I shared deep “daughter grief” with many women – even though their stories looked different from mine. Difficult, disconnected, or deserted relationships also carries grief of loss that lingers. In every form of father-loss, there is a deep joy in relationship with our

To number my days means I must be cognizant of what day it is and aware of the possible number of days I might have left on earth.