My daddy called me this morning to ask me how it went last night.
"It was good."
& it was good.
It was right to speak those words - to share those whispered thoughts - to allow those memories to be voiced.
& i guess while i can't really answer my dad in the precise manner he'd asked - (there was a moment midway when i thought to myself, "am i really saying this out loud?") - i can say that speaking to a room full of ladies - about the One thing in my life that i'm sure about -