“He asked me when the last time was that you did something just because you wanted to.”
My voice failed me.
Daniel continued.
“I told him I didn’t know.”
“He started talking about vacations. He said every vacation we’d ever taken was somewhere he wanted to go, somewhere I wanted to go, or somewhere that worked for school.”
“Families compromise,” I said.
“I know.”
“He was sick, Danny. He was emotional.”
“I agree. But then he said your whole life had become lists.”
I stared at him.
“Grocery lists. Medication lists. Things I needed in college. Things Dad needed for treatment. Birthdays. Appointments.”Choose Baby Gear
Daniel rubbed his face.
“He said he couldn’t remember the last time he’d asked what you wanted without already giving you choices.”
I stood.
“Your father was dying. He didn’t need to spend his last months inventing reasons to feel guilty.”
