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It sits with me

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It sits with me

That in their final hours with their father, this family, this son, was not able to rise above the strange family dysfunction to be there for his Dad, and primarily for himself. It sits with me. I tried to facilitate it for him so he wouldn’t carry that with him after his Dad’s death but all we can do is sit with someone, where they are at – not where we want them to be.


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