It wasn’t a happy Thanksgiving at all, not for me at least. I wasn’t hoping for a happy day. I don’t hope for Dad to get better either. I would never let myself hang on to such a ridiculous idea. All I know is that things are not supposed to happen like this. I shouldn’t be losing my Dad any time soon. He shouldn’t be leaving us before he’s really gone. It’s not fair. There is nothing I can do about that though. All I can do is visit him again and hug him again and spend time with him and walk away when I’m done. Again and again and again. This is all I can do until… well… until I can’t.
Across the Land 2013 