When I remember, he lives

A touching article of a writer's pain remembering his departed father. Click here to read the full article. Here is a memorable paragraph: "I seem incapable of being inspired by anything but his loss, living with it, remembering it, trying not to forget and as the years roll by one after the other probably forgetting and not even realizing that I have forgotten so many little things here and there."

The writer completes with a poignant observation: "But the important thing I tell myself over and over is that I remember, and when I remember, he lives."

Regards,
Sohel