That Lionel Richie songs occurs to me, having seen some emotional footage of my mom over the weekend (this is video taken of her before I was born).
I meant to bring the disk today with a story called Remember Who You Are but made a while dash to work, and so left it behind.
On Saturday there was a cycle race. Vic invited me to do the 30km road race (and supposedly collect the prizemoney), but I had zero interest in getting on my bike, even less on racing.
Lots of flux happening in the background. Had a good father's day at Ruth's house, saw my two framed photos in her yoga studio, and had a good brunch, plenty of lively discussion.
Off to play squash now.