Man, I had to say something to the fam on here. I’ve been a wreck lately.
I post a lot about my past. I didn’t have a mom or dad. I felt I was emotionally abused as a kid. I don’t really post relevant stuff about myself.
I was driving around yesterday and I picked up some Haitian food. As I’m eating a voice says me, “I’m so proud of you.” I am an RN. I have an accounting degree. I’m sorta rich. But I have never had someone say anything positive to me. No you’re a good kid. None of it.
So in my real life I’m always breaking down. I was at a home a month back and this guy came by to see his son. He stood outside the window for 30 minutes. Then his sister came. And they did that all week. Apparently they’ve been doing that since the virus hit. One of the stories that always stuck with me was a woman from Italy saying that her father died like a dog because he died alone. That’s not you. You’ve got your father right by your side. You’ve even said he’s even said he’s said good bye. You’re a good son.
Don’t wallow in the darkness of his absence. Let the wonderful memories of his life illuminate your future.