Author’s Note: The November 7th of 2021 marks the 25th anniversary of my father’s unexpected passing. He was 46. In the 23rd year after his death I actively engaged with my own therapist for the first time. In August of 2020 my therapist asked me, among other things, to do two assignments; one was to write a letter to my dad and the other was to write a letter from my dad to me, as if he was still alive and we were still interacting. Here are those letters.
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The first two pictures are a letter to my dad. The third is my dad writing to me. I must say that while I don’t know if the content of the third is super accurate, I did a pretty good job of replicating his hand writing.
Featured Image: Vicky somewhere on the Appalachian Trail in Northcentral Maine circa 1994
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