Cranking | 43 Folders
Back home in Chicago, my parents grew old. I didn’t see this happening and neither did they. They were busy birdwatching, attending new plays, trying new restaurants. Our relationship had mellowed and warmed with time. But then my father, my sweet, strong, and only father—he began to die, and then he died. Words that still don’t sound true five... See more
Don’t Bleed on the Artwork: Notes from the Afterlife
I just heard a sentence that completely wrecked me. “One day you will bury your father. On that day, you will realize that you lost the only man that wanted to see you do better than him.” My dad left me with one instruction. Take care of my mom. The love of his life. He left this world hoping he had raised enough of a man to do that. I have kept... See more
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