What I Learned About Being a Dad By Burying Mine

I sat and held his warm yet lifeless hand in mine. The harsh, liquid-like, rattle of his breathing echoed off the pale yellow walls of the living room. I didn’t want to look at him, but I couldn’t look away. This man, who once seemed larger than life, lay before me almost unrecognizable. Yellowish [...]

2020-03-04T12:45:14-05:00
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