I have trouble writing about my father. Still a lot of pain there, feelings of neglect. Shifting from being the oldest, only girl for 19 years to being the lesser known girl in my older years.
I love how you wrote this. It made me tear up just a bit. Your bother David’ll have to deal with not seeing your Dad in his dying days. And that, will eventually eat at the core of him.
Oh God, I gotta get my act together before my Dad leaves this place…
Thanks for this, Jeff.