The Underdog of My Affections.Today I want to introduce you to a very special person. And no, it’s not my mother. It’s my dad. The…
Non demontre sartu naiz!http://www.argia.eus/blogak/imanol-epelde/2016/04/08/non-demontre-sartu-naiz/
Small Things #4A FEW DAYS AFTER HE DIED, I went to my Dad’s tiny studio apartment and went through his things. Someone had gotten there first…
An Open Letter to My Dying FatherDad,Well I went to see you today… You look like mom did when she was in Hospice, which was not all that great. All I could feel in my heart was pain. This wasn’t supposed to happen this way. There should have been more time to prepare for what…
I absolutely love this vignette seen through your nine-year-old eyes. The description draws a vivid sense of time and place and evokes the joy and yet utter powerlessness that is childhood. I can’t wait to read more, Todd Hannula!
The Day My Dad DiedI remember the morning that I found out that my Father had died. I was nine years old. I woke up to hear my oldest sister crying. My Mum and Lisa were often argueing, so I went into her room and asked, what are you two fighting about now? My Mum was sitting on the side of the bed comforting…
A letter to my father who didn’t existDear Daddy,I am writing this letter because you failed. You failed at being a father and most importantly you failed at being a human being. You…
I have a non-existent relationship with my dad.The only girl in 5 children. Dad assumed I was a daddy’s girl. I wasn’t.I have tried hard to dig deep but the fact remains that I have no fond memories of my father.
