Eight Years Without You, Dad

Monday, October 29, 2018
Eight years ago, my Dad died, and our lives have never been the same. Yes, life goes on, but I never stop wishing he was here to experience it with us. John Muir, a Scottish-born American naturalist, once wrote, "When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find that it is bound fast, by a thousand invisible cords that cannot be broken, to everything else in the Universe" (Lipsky & Burk, 2009, p. 245).

(My Dad with Samuel, Fall, 2010)
Though my Dad is no longer with us, he is still a part of everything we do. He is in our DNA. He taught me a lot about working hard and never giving up. I don't know why some people's lives are cut short, and I sure wish my Dad hadn't been one of them. I wouldn't ever want to relive October 29, 2010 again, but will always be grateful I was there by my Dad's side when he took his last breath, and that our last words to each other earlier that day were "I love you" and "I love you, too."

(My Dad, Mom, and Samuel. Fall, 2005.)
Work Cited: 
Lipsky & Burk, Trauma stewardship: an everyday guide to caring for self while caring for others, 2009, p. 245.


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