This isn't going to be my typical Musing. On Monday April 1st my father died and I lost the first love of my life. For me this was a very humanizing event for I realize that aside from being born, dying is the only other event we will all share. His death had been a long time coming and I feel he is in a much better place. I knew I would again experience what I learned 23 years ago with my mother's death, that my life as I knew it would be changed forever.