Sorry for your loss. Miss my dad also, although it became more difficult in the final years. Hate to admit that, but it is what it is. He probably knew I made the decision that I made months before. Also, this whole Q thing destroyed everything I ever knew to be true, so my experience is not the same.
When you realize the awful truth about this cruel, unkind world…
You suddenly go from being the Ariel to being the Ursula.
Or this just Satan trying to convince me that I am the worst ever.
Very much like Alice’s story.
Or like so many other stories told in film.
Stories with cats and dogs, cards and God(s)?