Boxing

In this picture the boxer who is facing us is my dad. I've edited this post at least a dozen times trying to figure out the right words to say. But I'm realizing I'm just not ready to talk about it. It's been four years since he past away. I try to write about him all the time but all I get are a few sentences on a tear stained page.
Maybe next year.

I want THIS. I've always wanted something like this since I was a little girl. Just the other night like most of the other nights I trying to drown out insomnia I with online window shopping and found it.
I'm adding this to my Christmas wish list.