My dad died
20 years ago today. He was very Finnish…very quiet, smart and hard working. He walked me down the aisle, 1978, at my very low-key wedding for about 20 family members, a year after I was left at the altar by the man I had been dating for 6 years. (Can you say "rebound"?) I knew I was loved but he wasn't very demonstrative. Miss you, dad.
