Brother, there’s a lot of life in this. The bathroom floor, the lake, your estrangement from your daughter, and years later sitting at a bar watching your son walk in healthy and in love. You didn’t tidy any of it up to make the lesson work.
I keep coming back to how many times we confuse the death of a life we imagined with the death of ourselves. Then years pass and we discover there was another life waiting for us, one we couldn’t have pictured from inside the loss.
And I love that after everything you’ve lived, the line that gives the piece its meaning came from your son.
Brother, there’s a lot of life in this. The bathroom floor, the lake, your estrangement from your daughter, and years later sitting at a bar watching your son walk in healthy and in love. You didn’t tidy any of it up to make the lesson work.
I keep coming back to how many times we confuse the death of a life we imagined with the death of ourselves. Then years pass and we discover there was another life waiting for us, one we couldn’t have pictured from inside the loss.
And I love that after everything you’ve lived, the line that gives the piece its meaning came from your son.
Love you, sage brother.
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