war wound

Posted by Dane Carder on November 3, 2014

In June of 1988, I wrote a letter to my dad who was in the hospital to share some deep thoughts about my feelings in regards to our (lack of) relationship…
He died the next day.
I only recently discovered that I had written that letter… Out of the blue, my mom came across it and decided to send it to me.
I have a book’s worth of things to say about all of this, but can’t even begin to put it all together.
Why am I sharing this online?
The experience of this has weighed on me like a mountain, and I need to start shedding some it somehow…. so…

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