I can’t even begin to count the times I’ve walked down this hallway over the last several years.
But this photo is from the last time.
I sat in the chair, gazing down this hallway knowing it was significant. Knowing that it would never again take me to see you.
Walking down this corridor always meant you were sick or having health issues. It meant worry and sometimes fear. But it also meant I got to visit you.
No more hallway also means no more you. And that’s a tough pill to swallow.
But in a way I am grateful. You now are in a better place in which there is no more sickness. No more pain. Only love. And dancing. And happiness.
Saying goodbye to this hallway that day, I also felt like I was saying my final goodbye to you. And for the time being I suppose that’s true. But it’s not forever.
See you on the other side sweet dad. Love you forever Joe.