Commentary

The past 11 months have been a lot, but fun is not a word I would use to describe them. As I told the chief medical officer at the hospital, I wouldn’t wish this experience on anyone.

Bob Dylan once sang, “They tell me everything is gonna be all right/ But I don’t know what ‘all right’ even means.” It’s an apropos sentiment, I’ve discovered over the past 10 months. Someone once said, “time heals all wounds.” Whoever said it must have never been wounded because time may diminish many feelings, but when it comes to my son, it hurts as much today as it did the day he died. You see,