Dad gave up his dream so he could pursue the finer things in life; it made him miserable. Endless waiting, better days on the horizon, but never here.
Tag: father-daughter
Giving Dad Away, Piece by Piece
I know Dad is gone now, and he has no use for these material things, but it still feels like I’m giving him away, piece by piece.
Why Am I Doing This?
I need to give Dad’s senseless death meaning. He didn’t deserve what happened, and if our story can make a difference for someone else, maybe that’ll be enough.
emoting into my cups, in the pantry, re. 6/15/21
Sweetie, I love you so
Dad