Guest Post by Nancy Prom-Pierson
“You should probably come home.”
Those words, spoken by my sister Sandi, reflected a sort of pact we had when my dad started getting ill, and given that I live 10 hours away from my home town, I made her promise that she would be honest with me when it seemed as though his time was running short. In May, 2020, she did just that. I went home to spend my last days with Dad. This was something I knew would happen some day, but I still wasn’t prepared.
