Chapter Three: The Turning Tides: My Dad’s Passing and My Promise

I think the moment you know your parent is dying is one of those times when you feel the loneliest. You are in the process. You realize it is a process. My dad was not actively living. And, he had not yet passed. This was so similar to knowing my daughter was sailing the Atlantic Ocean in a small sailing vessel during the month of December and not knowing if she was ok. Two of the most helpless, confusing times in my life, happening back to back.

I leaned on Dad to help me cope with my fears about Alex. Now, who could I lean on with my fears of what was happening to him? Dad was the loving and beloved Patriarch, the rock for each one of us, not just immediate family, but for almost every family member, and most all his friends. The world without him was incomprehensible.

That day in the hospital room, I began to feel…
 
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