Poem for Dad
February 17, 2011I spent my first Fathers Day without you
with my son at my side,
wondering where you were.
I spent my first Fathers Day without you
with my son at my side,
wondering where you were.
I dreamed about a seal pup last night, it was scrawny, groggy and a little snippy – just like I felt. It was the day after my first February swim in the Pacific.
For years I swam the Pacific in winter. The water was so cold I had to spend five minutes submerging my head until the pain gave way to numbness, just so I could do a mile.