The Day I Buried My Dad

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The death of my dad was a traumatic experience, and this is my first time admitting it. My dad was buried on January 24, 2015. It was a sunny day in Orlando, FL. My family and I drove 3 hours south from Valdosta, GA, the day before the funeral.

Once we arrived home, I walked through the door and greeted my mom. I still expected to see my dad sitting in his favorite spot on the couch or walking down the hallway. I’d grown…