JayKnight Life: Running, Reviews, Photos

    Three years ago, I started this blog at a time when I was having trouble talking about my father's death. That means it took me seven years to talk about what happened that day.  That's a long time. Trust me, though, the events of that day played over and over again in my head. After that day -- like many families that have lost someone close-- it is a blurr. I remember Karen being there with me. I remember the limo ride to First Church in Hartford. I remember the Ebony Choral ensemble singing his favorite song "Total Praise." A lot has happened in ten years. A lot has happened in three years since my first blog post. After that first blog post I knew only a few people would read it... so maybe that made it easy to write... well-- here is that posting: On this day back in 2003, I got one of those calls. The kind that you don't want to make or receive. An urgent call from my mom telling me she was booking flight for me to return home-- Something...

On this day back in 2003, I got one of those calls. The kind that you don't want to make or receive. An urgent call from my mom telling me she was booking flight for me to return home-- Something's wrong, He's in the hospital and might not make it! I remember the stress in her voice. It was nothing like the stress that had built up over the year and a half or so of caring for my father. She would take him on trips to Boston to see specialists, trying to get to the bottom of what was making Mr Knight sick. Time was running out. When we did pinpoint a cause.. it seemed hopeless -Amyloidosis. You'd have to look it up to understand it. "Unheard of", "no cure," but "we can treat it." That's what the doctor said. So stress wasn't uncommon in their voices. This was different. I had just visited home about a week earlier,... I had just graduated a month and a half earlier. What is going on? So I packed light, although expectin...