6 Months ago today.

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My Dad died 6 months ago today.
I didn't even realize it until this morning. I was going to write an entry about finishing his taxes this week and how weird a job that is.
Going through all his financial stuff and pouring over his cheque book, looking at his hand-writing and seeing the things he paid for. Very personal and in a strange way made him real to me again.
He was just a guy, paying his bills and living his life when 2006 began. By years end he was dead.
I know it's stupid but I would look at things he'd write cheques for and think, "In March 06 he bought this and he only had "X" amount of checks left in his life!"

Taxes. Death and Taxes and my Dad paid the most taxes of his life after he died. He also made the most money of his life in his last year and believe me it wasn't a lot.
Now his return is done and today I'll mail it and that phase will be over with.

I've been handling my Dad's affairs for the last 6 months and in a few days I'll close his bank account and that will be it.
I'm not sure where I'm at with all of this.
Most days I remember my Dad is dead and I'm okay with it.
Other days I remember my Dad is dead and I'm surprised/saddened/and I miss him.
6 months ago today I was devastated.

Yesterday I wrote a cheque to the government from my Dad's account and then I sealed the envelope.
It was the last one in his cheque book.