Over Coffee

9750 Babbitt Avenue.
Excerpts from our conversation over coffee this morning:

Dad: I am so glad you are here. I will miss you. I will miss you so much. I don’t want to leave you. We were going to have so much fun. Rueben gets a grandchild, Mohilef. All I wanted was to take a grandchild to a baseball game. I don’t care where. Anywhere. All I wanted. I don't want to be the one who passed away surrounded by his loved ones. I have always had goals, and in this case, they've all been missed. 

Me: I will miss you so much. You will be with me always. Always. I will take you with me wherever I go. You are in a cloud of love. A warm blanket of love. We are lifting you up so you are strong.