Slippery Slope
My dad forgave me for betraying him. That was a profound blessing and relief, one I think most people in my position don’t get to enjoy. The idea he would go to his grave being disappointed in me hurt...
View ArticleLet This Be The Last Battlefield
My dad can be a jerk. Over these last few months since I’ve been blogging his cancer, some of you readers might get the sense that he’s a lovable curmudgeon. Andy isn’t that lovable, he’s a rude,...
View ArticlePinball Wizard
My life is like a telenovela without the mariachi interludes or chickens. The last post in this space found me at rock bottom with my dad. It was sink or swim time, I had to make a choice. After...
View ArticleTwitterati
Good morning Travellers! Recently, I’ve written a lot about my journey through cancer with my dad. It’s been a very emotional time and having this blog to sort through it all has been my savior....
View ArticleThe Ugly
Wasn’t it about 50 years ago that I gave myself permission to have a little fun and made a video? Wait, what? It was last week? Huh. It seems like long-forgotten ancient history now. A lot has...
View ArticleKobayashi Maru
Mr. Spock once said that how we face death is at least as important as how we face life. When I first heard those words over 30 years ago, it was an interesting idea with ramifications I couldn’t...
View ArticleDog Tags and Dirty Jokes
The call came Friday night, I knew who was calling and why before even picking up the phone. It was the nursing facility and my father is dead. It was a call I’d been expecting most of the day, to be...
View ArticleOther People’s Stuff
Dismantling a life is a huge chore. If you’re reading this at home, please take a moment to glance around and take mental inventory of the room you’re in. Disregard the big stuff and focus on the...
View ArticleSurface Tension
It’s still hard to wrap my head around the fact my dad is dead. It hits me in waves, tsunamis sometimes. But it’s the small, seemingly harmless wavelets that seem to hurt the most. Today is a...
View ArticleHow To Die In America
Believe it or not, the act of dying in America has more bureaucracy than living. My dad doing one of his favorite things. My father made his funeral preparations shortly after my mother died more than...
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