My experience losing my [single] father: An essay in honor of my dad, myself, and the time we shared
“I feel like I could write about my dad for my whole life” — me “You probably will…” — one of my beloved sages Kent Edward Roediger Rest in Peace December 4th, 1957 — September 18th, 2017 Written March 18, 2018 Original medium post here My dad and me when I was ~3 months old It took me months to write this, and I have decided to share it after going back and forth between sharing it and not. Let me gently inform you that if you have already experienced losing a parent, or recently lost someone you really loved or were connected to, this may bring up some strong feelings for you. Even if you have a complicated relationship with a parent, this might stir up some feelings for you. I think my experience is worth sharing, both for myself and to help others in the grieving process. But really, take this as a fair warning. There’s a good chance this essay will make you feel stuff, and cry, so be in a place where you feel safe doing that. My dad, who raised me himself, passed a
