At the Grounds: On Fatherhood and Grief
“My father was still making plans, and little plans were one way he expressed his love of life.”
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“My parents had a shared language I didn’t understand, messes I couldn’t always be there to tidy.”
Papa left the summer I turned eight. The emotional toll of a wife who blamed him was too much to carry along with the burden of repatriating thousands of Filipino citizens.