Monthly Archives: November 2006

I realized something as my father lay on his deathbed. I leaned in to say my goodbyes and I said “I don’t want to let you go Daddy” and I was reminded of a time when I was about 8 years old and my Father would tuck me into bed. I remember saying that IContinue reading “Trails…”

The sad irony of death is that it is often hardest on those it leaves behind. Dad passed just when the burden of living became too much. We were ready for days, he was too but that wasn’t our decision to make. You lived a life without regret, Dad, a life that may not beContinue reading “27226: Life Complete”

You are nearing the end, Daddy and you are peaceful. There is so much I wanted to do with you, so much left to say…but time is growing thin. You are ready. You keep asking to go and at first we thought it was home, the one on Barcelona Dr, but lately I have comeContinue reading “27219: Life in Days”