A fading father, a ticking clock, and one final snack for the road.
This is so powerful. I hope everyone who reads it raises a glass to your dad tonight. And I hope people who are navigating their own mourning discover this essay and find comfort and wisdom in it.
Touching, sensitive observations, Melissa.
I'm grateful to have found comfort and wisdom two months after my mom passed away at age 106.
This is so powerful. I hope everyone who reads it raises a glass to your dad tonight. And I hope people who are navigating their own mourning discover this essay and find comfort and wisdom in it.
Touching, sensitive observations, Melissa.
I'm grateful to have found comfort and wisdom two months after my mom passed away at age 106.