Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. Time doesn’t heal all wounds… 17 years of not hearing your voice, dad, is still just as painful as not hearing yours after only 3, mom. And I still remember what you both sounded like… I’ve heard some forget what their loved ones sounded like, but I suppose I am lucky in this sense.
I hope that this long vacation you both ended up taking, whether by choice or not, is a peaceful one and that you are now traveling together. In life you may have grown apart but I know you both never stopped loving each other.
To anyone reading this, if you still have your folks around, please PLEASE don’t take them for granted.