Words of a Dying Man

Ah journal, it's been a long time. Too long for me to remember. I've written many things here and didn't write others. In my life, I've been through rough times and enjoyed happy experiences; I've learned invaluable lessons and forgotten many others; I've grown with each passing season and as a result, grown more wise. I've seen all that I've ever wanted to see now. I've had a good life with no regrets. I am an old man now. My son has a family that he needs to take care of. Many people that I've known in my youth have passed on. I know that my turn has come. I see angels that visit me every day but I tell them no, I'm not ready yet. I must tell my family that I love them. After that, I'll be ready. The words of my father ring in my ears: men don't cry...