Five Months and Five Years

Willa turned Five Months Old yesterday.
Yesterday was also the fifth anniversary of my dad passing. Every year it gets easier, but I usually have a low level of uneasiness for weeks coming up to the day. Through this process of mourning my dad it usually has to do with the conflict between Life and Death. Ren was born five weeks after my dad died. It was challenging to say the least to have new life inside of me while experiencing the closest and saddest death.
My dad died five years ago yesterday, but he also had a part in Willa's laugh. Maybe it was a five month gift for his grand-daughter.