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Tag Archives: Death
My Father’s Birthday, Death Day, and a Possibility
Tuesday, January 18, 2011 Today is my father’s birthday. He would have been ninety years old. He died three years ago at the age of eighty-seven. He died consciously, albeit full of oxycodone. He died with his eyes open, searching … Continue reading
The Season Changes
Finally, after a long and unpleasant winter, the first flowers of spring are up, and we are able to plant the small impatiens seedlings that will grow into large globes of blossoms by the end of August. My mother has … Continue reading
Left Behind
The house is large, very large. My mom and I hear each other’s every movement, sometimes each other’s breathing. I never noticed echoes before, but now, dishes echo, books thud, floors sing under footsteps, and closing doors startle the senses. … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Memoir
Tagged Death, Family, father, grieving, Heaven, life after death
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If Worry Could Fix Things…
One day last year, while my parents were vacationing, I ignored a leak from the bathroom on the second floor of their home. A day later, the leak exploded and drenched two walls of the kitchen downstairs. I developed a … Continue reading
We Buried My Papa
My father died Sunday, March 9, 2008. All five of we remaining family members had a say in funeral arrangements, but because my father had been a prominent man in business, we had to consider the many visitors that would come from all … Continue reading