Please Come Back, Patrick K. Thornton

IMG_0541Dear Pat,

This time last year Alison let me come over and we sat in your den, under your beautiful Christmas tree in Sugar Land, and we talked for three hours. Our boys played outside with Nerf guns.  It was gray outside, but not too cold.  I will always be grateful to her for this–you had that hat covering your head after the radiation had been applied to your brain, you were a little tired, but wanted to talk.  It was almost Christmas.  I did not believe that it would be the last time I would see you.  I did not believe that you would only have one more Christmas. I did not believe your funeral would happen in January.  I just could not believe that you would leave us.

I was wrong. Continue reading