Nicole Melanson ~
Last week, my father passed away from COVID-19 after the virus ran rampant through his nursing home. To say I’m devastated would be an understatement.
My relationship with my dad has always been complicated due to a brain injury he suffered when I was nine years old. I spent decades mourning everything that that one, life-changing event stole from all of us, but as an adult, I found comfort in the connection that remained, unconventional as it was. I also got a lot of mileage out of memories:
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