Wishes come true, not free

It has been exactly one year since my father died.  This past year has gone by so quickly -- so much has changed in my life. It's like I blinked, and it was spring again, and the iris bloomed, and I remembered.  

I wasn't as close to my dad as I would have liked to have been.  We had a difficult relationship when I was a teenager.   As we both grew older (and both grew up) we also grew apart.  Time and depression and a busy life with babies and husbands took their toll.  I had jobs and responsibilities and the Craft.   And I have regret.   I loved my father very, very much.  

I am sorry, Daddy that I didn't take more time.

I miss you.



Neil Andrew Mogensen
November 29, 1937 - May 21, 2006

Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them.