Loveless Cafe’s country ham breakfast is good, but I don’t recommend eating it very often. I made my way through it this morning in honor of my dad, who thoroughly enjoyed it (and, had two heart attacks by 50). There was no felt sadness on this anniversary of his death, and that causes extra thoughts about how I have processed that event. My brother asked me tonight if I thought I had processed it, and claimed he was 95% sure that he hadn’t. It’s a truly strange thing, losing a father that young (dealing with a traumatic death of anyone at that age) makes for tricky thinking. It’s fascinating, really, and it is a substantial part of my story… But, the surface impact lessens over the years.