Painters Gonna Paint

I have no idea why, but today really reminded me of my dad. I’m not the kind of person that hangs on to certain dates or events for memories. Mine just come flooding in unblocked at random times. This is why I usually seem fine - on birthdays or certain anniversaries I am unaffected. I stand tall, stoic and go about my day. But randomly on days like today with fall rolling in, football on the tv, and a chicken in the oven I curl up in the chair in the living room and get cozy, turn toward the couch and just wish he was here with me. Today, I missed my dad.