Father’s Day Blues… My Dad is gone, but I’m never fatherless

I can still remember the day I stepped out to finally wash a big pile of blankets that I have been putting off for 2 weeks. But, just before I left, I fed my dad his lunch. My dad was very ill, hallucinating from the medication that helped him cope with the pain from havingContinue reading “Father’s Day Blues… My Dad is gone, but I’m never fatherless”