Thursday found me and my 18-year-old son wandering the halls of the hospital’s cardiac care unit. My father had arrived via ambulance six hours earlier. We both must have had that lost puppy look because a nurse asked us who we were looking for and then told me my dad had just arrived and gave me his room number. We walked into my dad’s room to find my mother, sister, … [Read more...]
How a Heart Attack Gave Me Back My Father
At the end of this month, I will be 51. I’m now almost three years older than my dad was when he had the heart attack that changed his life and our relationship forever. The year was 1988. I still remember sitting on the Long Island Railroad, not knowing what I would face when the train pulled in the station. Smart phones and social media weren’t part of our daily diet, and … [Read more...]
The Gift of Time
This past October I turned 49. I’m now a year older than my father was when he had his heart attack. It was 1988, and I still remember sitting on the Long Island Railroad not knowing what I would face when the train pulled into the station. Smart phones and social media weren’t part of our daily diet, and it was a real possibility that I was going to arrive home and learn my … [Read more...]
