What do you want to do with the events of your life?

Sabriga Turgon
4 min readFeb 11, 2022

Lose them to other people’s memories, or preserve them forever?

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When my father died in his bed, nearly all of his small family were with him in his bedroom where we’d set up the folding chairs.

There we sat, five or six people of various ages, staring at a shrunken and wasted man who was dying of cancer at only 59 years old. In the bedroom next door slept his only grandchild, who would turn one year old tomorrow.

It had been a torturous five-year struggle and although we didn’t want to lose him, we wanted him to be finished suffering. I was at the foot of the bed where my father — the mighty man who could once fix or build anything, who lifted his children off the floor as we hung on his biceps — lay gurgling through his final breaths. Such long pauses separated each one, we’d all look at each other… surely this was his last?

Suddenly, I saw us as cold spectators to an isolated man’s last moments before taking the journey we all take alone. I couldn’t bear that he was by himself while we all stared with our still-healthy eyes.

So I crept carefully onto the bed.

There was a quiet collective gasp of surprise.

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Sabriga Turgon
Sabriga Turgon

Written by Sabriga Turgon

People lover & realistic optimist who encourages goodness in all things. Ghostwriter Global—let’s get that book out of your head & onto paper.