Tell me what you think? What should I title my life's story? What would you title your life's story?
“Goodbye you little shit”, I heard him say. “Goodbye you old fart” I whispered back, as they shut the lid on his silk lined coffin. I turn from my father’s coffin and through blurry eyes I see the faces of family and friends as well as the memories shared with many of them. Across the room, beyond the faces from my past, I see the photo collage including pictures of Suzie and my children, and I realize how many years have passed since I left Utah, how much I’ve changed and how these people, who once knew me so well, know so little about me now. It was one of those profound moments in life where the past collides with the present and you can see where you came from, who you are and where you are headed, it made me laugh out loud.