Travels with my Father

I laid my head at my father’s side in his hospital bed. He was motionless, comatose, but I still hoped he knew I had been there for hours and days next to him. I never wanted him to feel alone.

“Are you okay?” a nurse asked me.

I thought it was a strange question. How could it be okay that my father was dying, and I couldn’t stop it? I lifted my head and told her yes, feeling embarrassed that she…

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Glenna Gill

Glenna Gill

My memoir, “When I Was Lost,” is available now. Stay in touch with me at www.glennagill.com