Fathers Day (2017)

Thinking of my dad today, little sweetheart, who has now been gone longer than I had him and also thinking of you (always) because you wanted to raise a child with me and make me a daddy myself. I'll never know that now but maybe things will be different when I may finally fly to you. Whatever it may be like in The Forever, as long as I am with you again and always, I know I'll finally feel that I'm where I belong again. With all my love, my darling girl.

Signs

What were all the signs today you sent me my sweetheart, in rapid succession? It was during my run this afternoon. That number 27 keeps coming up. And Geneva, which is an old one. I think I'm going to die on the 27th of the month sometime. What if I was in Switzerland on a 27th? That would do the trick. I think if your saying that we have 10 years is somehow still right, I should be dead year after next. That suits me just fine. I was thinking about the rest of the year and all I need to get done - Electric Hymnal this month, Double Exposures in the early fall, a live Of Love on your birthday in November, the first printing/first volume of our memoir for Christmas. Then a year or two to tour and then die. And as I was finishing, the number 150 came up, which I think means the first 150 pages. And then a bus door opened as I went by. I think that was meant to tell me that you will come for me as soon as I finish, I just need to do all this. The signs, little sweetheart. Make sure I see and remember them all.