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Beautiful and beautifully difficult to read, especially after being with my own father at the end (and much of the fight prior). Being there was the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I can’t fathom another decision on that one. I gave up making peace with his passing, instead I’ve made peace with the tough from that day. I’m not sure every big life experience needs to be reconciled or balanced out, some of this stuff is just damn hard. I think the toughness our dads instilled in us got us through…using that tough, for me, kind of feels like he’s holding my hand.

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