Saying Goodbye:

My Dad died suddenly and the only solace I had was that I happened to be visiting my parents when he died. The night before he died we went for a walk and had a long discussion. He made a prophecy about my life and it is something I have held on to. He died many years ago but the conversation the night before his death is vivid in my memory. I remember the feeling of his hand in mine as he told me what he felt my life would be about. I remember his words and his smile. I remember he kissed me on the forehead goodnight. I was lucky. He had unwittingly said goodbye to me.

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