The Tuxedo Goodbye: A Father’s Last Dance Before the Monitor Went Silent

calendar used to hang.

Then I whisper into the dark, like she might hear me.

“I don’t know how to live in a world where you’re not in it.”

Silence answers.

I wipe my face with the sleeve of my tux shirt I still haven’t put away, because part of me can’t.

And then I say the only truth I can hold:

“But I’m going to try.”

I stand up.

I walk out.

I turn off the continue reading …