Flaming June's Love

My Dad had a saying "Keep The Peace", that was what he said to anyone as they parted ways with a handshake. I have been playing with the words lately. I think I am trying to find something new-from the old. I want to feel SOMETHING, I miss him and that has been about all, just sad missing. So in the shower I play with "Kept The Pieces" A word soduko that brings me a chuckle and some peace. I have scrambled and and ommelletted ideas of how to keep him close to my everyday. All Ive got is to "Keep The Pieces" I need to keep the pieces of what we all had, and tend to what we have all become since the end of THEN. I have a description the "sad" that hits me this time of year. Allie and I just let out a little grunt of air to describe the blanket of awareness that hits every so often that--- "Really, really, he is gone, and for a lonnnng time now." I have been having waves of the "oh shits" for about a month now. "Oh shit ...