Dear Diary, Last night, I experienced a poignant dream about my father, who passed away 13 years ago. As with most dreams, the details are somewhat hazy, but there’s one part that stands out vividly. I remember being arm in arm with my father and repeatedly telling him, “I miss you, I miss you, I… [keep reading]
Dear Diary, Recently, I had a vivid dream. In it, several people and I were in a car situated in a vast plaza or parking lot. This setting bears a striking resemblance to a specific place in the town where I grew up. The atmosphere was windy, and, caught up in the gusts, an open… [keep reading]
Dear Diary, Today, I brought my father back home. It seems like a trivial thing, except for one detail: I brought my father’s ashes home. My father passed away many years ago, but I still harbor some emotions. Not so much about his death, but about his illness. His disease took away his coordination and… [keep reading]