Fic: "Final Farewells"

[luvvycat]

Title: "Final Farewells"
Author:luvvycat  
Characters: Elizabeth Swann/Jack Sparrow, Weatherby Swann, Will Turner
Rating: PG
Word count: Approx. 5,000
Disclaimer: PotC is Disney's, not mine. *sniff*
A/N: Today is the fifth anniversary of my dear father's passing and, as has been my practise for the past three years, I am posting this fic, with love,  to

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[luvvycat]

I wanted him to love me and Mama enough to get over his hospital/doctor fear and it didn't happen that way.

Sweetie, my Dad was exactly the same way. When he was twelve, his father died of cancer. Dad's parents had been divorced for several years by then, and he hadn't seen his father for a while. The last time he saw him was in hospital, right before he died: this wasted skeleton of a man, eaten away by cancer, who looked nothing like the father he once remembered. It was such a terrifying experience for him (my Mom tells me), that he came away in hysterics, and with a strong, lifelong conviction that hospitals weren't for healing, they were where people went to die. So when he was diagnosed with his own terminal cancer at the age of 72, he chose to spend his final six months at home, among his own family, and to die in his own house rather than in hospital.

Such are the deep, dark traumas of youth: they tend to stay with you your entire adult life, and sometime the passage of years, good old common sense, and even a daughter's love aren't enough to give that person the strength to conquer those deep-seated fears. So please don't judge yourself (or your father) too harshly for the very human decisions, and mistakes, your father made. As Jack says in my story: "Water under the bridge, luv. Can't help what's already happened, a body can only move forward…" (Good advice, for a fictitious pirate, eh?)

And thanks for letting me rant and blather, sometimes it's the glue that keeps the rotten from ripping the wonderful away.

No thanks necessary, believe me! Everyone needs to vent the "bad humours" every once in a while, or go crazy! I know that only too well, myself! If I didn't have my writing, and people like you to share it with, I'd be even nuttier than I already am!

-- Cat