Deconstructed?

I think that's what I need.  Sometimes the only way to fix something is to take it apart and rebuild from the inside out.  I've spent the last two+ years caring for my dad during his final illness.  As sad as I am to have lost him in January, I am so grateful for Dad's sharing this final journey with me.  It was a journey through his life, complete with rejoicing and regrets.  Nothing held back as he deconstructed the 84 years behind him and looked forward eagerly to the new life ahead.

Now my journey begins.....