Since I began writing Naked, I lost my mother to cancer. I grieve with an immense heart - still filled with love for her. A mother cannot be replaced. Writing and editing our conversations was extremely difficult.
The beautiful gift she left behind is my father's love for me and his granddaughters. He and his heart have grown to try and fill the space she left.
He started picking out clothes for my girls. Adorable, beautiful little girl clothes. He started talking on the phone more. He could no longer ask, "Do you want to talk with Mom?"
It's been a beautiful coming out for him. A whole new life. We all miss Mom. We all still cry. But love keeps growing despite the pain.