buck season

today was a good day. a therapeutic day.

last year first day of buck season was just wrong. because of a call off, i wasn't there for supper, even tho it was at the house instead of the cabin. supper at the cabin just seemed wrong for everyone. 2 years ago 1st day of buck season supper at the cabin was a very quiet affair. no one talked. i had looked around the room, and knew that this was the last 1st day buck season cabin supper we would ever have together. and there was this huge elephant in the room. huge. there were no hunting stories. there was only silence. and the next day was dad's appointment.

today, we went up to the cabin for the 1st day of buck season cabin supper. and we had a good time. looked at two very nice bucks. watched them skin the one. had supper. laughed. enjoyed each other's company. i looked up at the styrofoam cup that daddy had written his name on during his last hunting season. and i thought of him.

it's been a good day today.