Ernst Fleck (04/22/1935 - 09/08/2012)

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Dec 13

My father died a couple of month ago. Since then I was planning to write a blog post about my relationship with him and why we hadn't talked for the last eight years of his life. I spent hours writing and re-writing the piece until I realized that what happened does not matter any more.I always loved and will always love my dad. I wish we would have had a different relationship but based on the circumstances I know that wasn't possible.His death made me very sad. It was the end of the dream that one day we would have the relationship I always had wished for.One can either dream about a life that doesn't exist or accept reality.There are three ways to let go of your dreams. You either live them, let go of them, or somebody dies.Within all this sadness I dream a little less and live a little more.