When I was a child, my dad would take my brother and I to get ice cream every Wednesday after school at the local dairy queen.
We had a strained relationship to say the least. However, when he was in his last days, and unable to speak to us, I shared with him that I was now taking my young daughter to ice cream each Friday after school.
In that moment, while he was on a breathing machine and unable to communicate with us, he started crying...
I'll never know if it was just his body or if by some small chance he heard me and was feeling just as sad and lonely as I was in that exact moment.
I didn't share many happy memories with my dad as a woman, but the memories I have with him as a girl and in the local dairy queen will always be cherished with fondness.
When I was a child, my dad would take my brother and I to get ice cream every Wednesday after school at the local dairy queen.
We had a strained relationship to say the least. However, when he was in his last days, and unable to speak to us, I shared with him that I was now taking my young daughter to ice cream each Friday after school.
In that moment, while he was on a breathing machine and unable to communicate with us, he started crying...
I'll never know if it was just his body or if by some small chance he heard me and was feeling just as sad and lonely as I was in that exact moment.
I didn't share many happy memories with my dad as a woman, but the memories I have with him as a girl and in the local dairy queen will always be cherished with fondness.