6 Months Later
“Are you ready?” I asked, holding dad’s hand while mom gripped his shoulder. I wondered how the first touch of sunlight felt like, the first flake of snow, the rich green grass, and to breath in fresh air after years of congested darkness.
In dad’s eyes, I saw a whole new sky and glimpses of a world only he knew, but he was ready to enter ours now. I’d never seen his face under full light before, but when mom opened the door, I noticed marks and special features that each seemed to hold a hidden story. A shudder rolled through his body, and mom warmly wrapped her arms around him. The shine of light reflected on his glazed eyes, and his eyelashes swept up towards the sky.
“Do you remember?” mom asked softly. Today was their day. From his stance, dad seemed to recollect his
