My father is dying, I'm certain of that now. Sooner rather than later, we'll arrange the funeral, plan what my mother will do now that he's gone & ache forever for the loss in the family.
We bonded late in life over a place of all things. My father fell in love with Temagami as much as I did when I first went there many years ago. We both felt the connection to something greater then ourselves.
He was never close to me really. I was always the independent child, off on my own, needing no one. What he didn't realize is that I wanted the direction he wasn't in a position to give, the guidance he couldn't.
Now I'm left with what's left over, a few good years and a man taken far to early.