Return to Scotland

I just arrived today in Glasgow and will be heading to North Uist where I grew up, later in the day. The last time I was in Scotland was 2011 when I came for a vacation with my family.

Figure 1: Newton Pier where I used to go fishing with my dad

I’m returning to attend my fathers funeral. The last time I saw him in person was in 2013 when he came to visit me in Seattle. Looking at photographs from then, I realize how time passes quickly. Seven years went by and my return to visit family was interrupted, first by divorce, and secondly by a global pandemic. Work has also been a constant drumbeat crowding out personal matters.

Time is short and we never know when the clock will stop ticking.