17. Close One Eye

I found myself unable to look at my dad’s pictures. I avoided them, literally wincing as I passed by. I couldn’t handle it for some reason. This would go on for almost a year. While looking through his wallet for something, I quickly flipped past his picture. In a hidden compartment was the secret embroidered … More 17. Close One Eye

16. End of the Line

The day after was cloudy and rainy. Everyone seemed tired, scattered into different parts of the house. We all seemed to be sleepwalking through our moments together. My niece and nephew had bounced back relatively fast, that’s how kids are. That morning I found myself staring out the window in the kitchen at the backyard, … More 16. End of the Line

9. Doubts

There were things that my dad said that made me wonder how much he knew he was going to die. Sometimes I can’t decide. How much can a person comprehend that they are going to die? How much hope can you coast on? Is there a default human instinct to deny the inevitable, in order … More 9. Doubts

2. Metamorphosis

In the fall of 2013, my dad started to lose weight. He was having trouble eating and experiencing great stomach discomfort. All of which he never was vocal about. My family assumed he was getting older and all the bad habits were catching up. I remember my sister was in shock when she saw him … More 2. Metamorphosis