Father’s Day

If there’s a day I would break, it was that day. The day my phone rang at 0419 and I knew. I got up and started my day in denial. I told the assistant principal I may have to leave and why, knowing that I was leaving but unwilling to admit the truth of it.

Later that morning my sister called and knocked me out of denial and told me I had to come home. That started a whirlwind, of which, I remember very few details. But I made it home in time to say goodbye.

There’s a hole, but I did not break. I love you and I always will.

Happy Father’s Day!

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