Transitioning

11 Oct

I didn’t know he was fading…as is my dad, he kept it to himself – just telling me he felt slower.

Across the miles – California to Michigan – connection, but independence – a necessity, still planning trips, yet realizing the need to stay home.

I’m grateful for his logic, but I know now he doesn’t know he’s dying (aren’t we all?). That’s ok. I’m here now.

Bip, bip, bip….skoal

And so a new day comes on. The neighborhood awakes. Sun shines. Birds sing and play.

Let it be.

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