My dad died from ALS when I was 20. The whole event was expected, yet it still felt unexpected.
It happened when I got home from work one morning. My brother walked in with tears in his eyes and said, “Pa just passed away.” I dashed to the master bedroom and saw the most insane sight of my life, my dad’s lifeless body on the bed. It was that moment, that surreal feeling I felt, that changed me forever.
Death makes life different for everyone. Here’s what I learned:
Cancer. Disaster. Getting mugged. Going broke. They’re all real, too.
The average person reads the papers in the morning and goes, “Oh, that’s sad” when he sees the jarring headline depicting tragedy, devastation, and anything to do with innocence lost.
But that’s all it is to him: a piece…
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