anniversary · Dad · death · sad

10 years ago today

10 years ago today, at 9:20 pm, in a hospital bed covered with a Pittsburgh Steelers blanket, my dad died.

I was the first family member to make it back to the hospital after he split. Some social worker woman was waiting and gave me a hug I didn’t want. I just wanted to see him.

I laid across his body and sobbed. I was aware that people could hear me, but I didn’t care. It was the floor where people went to die, after all.


10 years later. I still miss him.

I suspect that’s probably never going to change.

Dad. šŸ’™

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