Rainy days and Wednesdays always get me down....
It's my parents anniversary. My Dad called before I could call him.
He asked about my dreams. He thinks my dreams mean that Mom is fading away and that it's ok to forget her. I don't think that's what it's about either but my dad tries to make things cut and dry.
We cried about mom together. It was nice. We didn't say much but a few boohoos and we miss her is pretty big for us. I am big on feelings and emotions. Dad keeps his reined in pretty tight.

PS this pic... is in the same spot as the sunlight one. Toronto can look pretty cold when it rains... although I like the green lights on the right.