I’ve spent my whole life searching for the right thing to say with mixed results.
Yesterday after being told I was no longer welcome in my late father’s house. I searched for the words to express how this felt. The sadness of losing my father coupled with the anger I felt towards the person who was telling me to leave called for the perfect last words but I just shouted not so nice things in a voice I didn’t recognize.
The things I should have said are irrelevant now but looking back on things I guess I should have ended the day on the thing I said just before I got angry; when I turned to my wife and said: “Leave the car running, the cops are on the way.”
Unfortunately, like my father, I didn’t get to choose how the story ended.