INTREPIDATION
That is the feeling that permeates my bones.
We are packing up today, leaving the cobalt blue lake of Tekapo, journeying south, following a path that my father often tread...
I am not sure that I ever grieved his passing...
And the grief that lingers scares me still...
I was in Los Angeles with a young child when his heart stopped in the middle…
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