5 Things I Learned From Helping My Dad Die

5 Things I Learned From Helping My Dad Die

During the summer of 2006, my father suddenly developed a deep, science-fiction-scary cough unlike anything my family had ever heard before. It wasn’t the kind of cough that comes with an ordinary cold. It was the kind of cough that makes anyone who hears it — even strangers in the next aisle over at the grocery store — nervous. It was a warning. An omen. We just didn’t know it.  Read article …

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