I had to share this beautifully written post about the passing of P C Zick’s father along with her recycling of life. So touching…
Today marks the 36th anniversary of my father’s death.
He passed away around noon on August 29, 1981. I find it difficult to comprehend–how could it be so long ago when it seems as if we last spoke only yesterday? But it has been that long. Recently, I wrote about the months leading up to his death because of the serendipity of life. I’m honored to have been a part of the circle of life as my family struggled to accept the passing of our leader. Here’s the story of that time.
I love you, Dad, and always will.
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
Written in 2017
One week in May in 1981, my family went from the depths of sorrow to the heights of joy.
It all began on Mother’s Day. But, in actuality, serendipitous events swirled behind the scenes unbeknownst to us gathered at my parents’ house to celebrate…
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