Seeee. My mind cannot comprehend it, and I wonder if it’s a biological thing. I’m inclined to believe there’s something incomplete in the brain because they genuinely don’t understand what she’s talking about.
My pops is the most hard working/busiest person I know but he came from all the visiting days, took me for every exam I had to write and waited in the parking lot till I finished each one. He’s my favorite person in this world.
When my dad finally retired, he wanted to do family things with the family but the family had moved on. His attempts made us uncomfortable. If he enters a room, we empty up one by one.
It get extremely lonely for men at the end of their lives.