My first day on earth without a father. It takes me ten minutes to notice the sky—cloudless blue. The laboring engine of a distant plane.
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My first day on earth without a father. It takes me ten minutes to notice the sky—cloudless blue. The laboring engine of a distant plane.
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Ohhh, this is both heartbreaking & beautiful.
For months I’ve been reading your daily observations. This one strikes deep.
Thank you for writing & sharing.
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Dave, My sympathies for your loss. You’ve written a beautiful tribute to your father. I can appreciate your grief.
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What an eloquent tribute to your beloved father!
I so look forward to your insightful commentary on life. Your work is truly appreciated.
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So sorry to hear this. No matter how old or infirm parents might be when they leave us, the loss is incomparable. We become aged orphans, the end of the line. It’s huge. Be kind to yourself, and mourn as long as you need to and however it feels right.
You’ve brought so much solace to your followers over the years. Thank you for every post.
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So sorry to hear of your loss, Dave, and I hope you can find all the support and consolation you need.
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I’m so sorry for your loss, Dave. This is a beautiful tribute to him.