My father and I had a great relationship. I joined the Navy to support him after he became ill and could no longer work. I was very bothered that I was stuck in the middle of the pacific ocean on a small destroyer when he died.
But it goes deeper than that. You see I lost my mom when I was 11. In both instances I chose denial over greif. It caught up with me 25 years later. I"m just getting better at accepting it finally.
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