I’m waaaaay behind on work. It’s hot.
We put the top down and blasted music.
Wish the Larchmont location was still open, but the drive down Sunset Boulevard actually felt ilke a mini vacation, with me snapping photos like a tourist.
Sample of their new Chocolate Hazelnut flavor…
…but ultimately ordered my favorite, Peanut Butter. Filled a medium cup with every fruit topping (except for the watermelon)…
…and yogurt chips too.
We ate outside, admiring the moon.
My mom told me I should eat grapefruit for the Mid-Autumn Festival; I couldn’t because of cholesterol meds. So a bedtime orange it was.
But I did light a candle for my Dad on the 49th Day of his death, which according to Buddhist tradition, is how long it takes for the spirit to be reborn.
Today I’ll take down the altar and move his pictures around the house. In the past 7 weeks things have definitely shifted – I’ve stopped dreaming about him constantly, seeing signs. I still think about him almost every waking moment, and miss him. But everyday life isn’t as intense, even though my schedule is more overwhelming than it’s ever been before.