He was in hospice for a year already when we believe he had suffered a stroke and left the earthly world four days later. The sadness was real, but there was consolation only in the fact that his suffering had ended after decades, and maybe he could be an athlete once again in the afterlife. I was in a deep sleep in bed when my eyes snapped open. I didn't hear anything. It was quiet and dark. I rolled over towards the wall and a white spot appeared on the wall

A story of a menacing dream amidst my greif of the loss of my father

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