Three years ago my dad was still alive and I was home. Three years ago I got on a plane to go home to help mom and one of my sisters (we started taking shifts the siblings) for the long drive to Iowa City and another stent replacement, another test, another another for an appointment - the Saturday upcoming.
But dad died on Tuesday. Calling and cancelli…
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