My first Father's Day without Shannon Anne O'Hara was no more difficult than any of the other 163 days since she left our world, but I did need some extra deep breaths. There were many people who reached out to let me know they were thinking about me - about us. That made a difference - thank you.
But my Father's Day was nice. I was able to get out for a round of golf. (I closed like Jim Furyk...not pretty) I was able to talk to my 88-year old dad Ed who showed me how to be a father (we were both pulling for the Irishman Graeme McDowell) And I got to hang out with Jen and Erin. We played some cards, watched the US Open, watched the Twins, hung out with some friends.
Our balance as a trio keeps getting more solid with each passing day. We keep putting one foot in front of the other. We keep laughing. We keep leaning on each other for support. I guess that is what a family does.
I am grateful to be Erin O'Hara's dad. I love you E.
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