Tag Archives: grief
Once, There were Six Brothers…
The sun trickles into the room from behind closed blinds, hinting at the gorgeous fall day outside. Inside, he lies looking vacantly into space, rosary beads clasped firmly in his hand. Approaching, I greet him with a tender hello and … Continue reading
If I Could Tell My Dad…
On this day eleven years ago, my father left this world, after cancer claimed him. He died at home and I remember feeling something I had never expected to feel: relief. I was so glad to see his suffering end, … Continue reading
