My Dad rocks. I can see his qualities in my brother. And I am not looking forward to a day that will arrive soon. He was born two years after Chris Muir’s Dad who has just passed.
Having said that: the West is imploding and the faith that my father has is now considered traitorous. He has witnessed the destruction of a society despite predicting it and fighting against it even to this day. And when the implosion occurs (it will) I hope he is spared from hat suffering. Us kids have caused him enough pain.
May your father’s strength be as his days.
this is beautiful.
with all the turbulence and inevitable escalating chaos in the world, i almost feel jealous of those who get to leave before it gets any worse. but when it’s one, like your dad, who you are close to and cherish, it’s such a wrenching thing.
so sad for him, and all those who lived, fought, and believed in things that are disintegrating before our eyes … so sad they have to watch it.
Chris Muir’s Dad died. Mine is still around. He will visit us in the Spring, God willing., and we will take him to Central Otago.
Beautiful.