18 years ago

18 years ago today my father passed away from complications from lung cancer.

Having recently moved, I re-read some letters my sister, mother, and I had written him while he was in the hospital. I re-read the essay I wrote about him in college. I re-read the essay my grandfather wrote about him. I cried.

I still think about him all the time. Especially now that I have a son. It’s undeniable how parents live on in their children, and in their children. It’s beautiful.

This eulogy of Steve Jobs by his sister also struck me as beautiful, and perfectly timed for my own reflections.  The last few paragraphs about his time in the hospital remind me a lot of how my father’s time there was spent. Even dying can be a learning experience for the truly curious. 

I learned a whole lot from this guy in the 17 years I knew him.

Very much looking forward to seeing my sister and mother this Thanksgiving. 

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