
The last couple of blog entries I've made have dealt with the loss of a generation, when my great aunt died, and being single and alone, essentially the loss of having a partner. In the second blog entry, being single and alone had a greater impact on my life when suddenly I had to reveal that my father had passed away. In a way, he had become a partner for me. Someone to talk to about things going on in my life, because he cared. He often gave me a lot of advice I didn't listen to.


