A Death in the Family
Hello. I’m back. Be gentle. Will ya?
My father passed away on August 4th. We actually had to disconnect him from the machine. It was scheduled, as one might schedule anything else. When that happened, I had to disconnect from social media for awhile. I needed time to process things. I didn’t have the energy to put on a brave face, nor interact with anyone, so instead largely withdrew inside my skull.
For about a week, there was a numbness and unexpected emotional rawness. I lost count of the exact number of days, but I finally resumed writing. I’ve always found a certain solace in writing.
We had planned a KS for this fall, but I couldn’t muster the fortitude in light of these circumstances. So it goes. Ironically, my father would’ve told me that life goes on and that’s no reason to delay anything, but we didn’t always see eye to eye.
I’ll miss ya, Pop.