The date was marked on my calendar months ago. October 23. It would be the 10th anniversary of my dad’s death. I look at my calendar often, despite the vast empty spaces opened up by Covid-19, and noted the date each time.
Then this week, the day arrived. And quietly passed. And I didn’t note it here, didn’t call special attention to his continued and final absence.
Why not? I’m not sure. Just that when the time came, it was hard to do, so I didn’t. Hard to say goodbye again, hard to believe a decade has gone by, hard to replay moments I wish hadn’t happened, those I wish I could forget, and those that regrettably never were.
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Curious to know why you weren’t mentioned as a survivor.
Ian was mentioned….and at the end, the author writes that he is ALSO survived by……
Correct.
I see Edwin Fabro’s point. The Star-Advertiser article does not clearly identify Ian as his son and establish Ian as one of his survivors.