Today, an incident occurred that left a lasting impact on me. Our family went to see Cirque du Soleil, accompanied by Rayne, John, Susan, and Pam. As we waited outside the tent for Pam to join us, who was running a bit late, she arrived flustered and explained that she had been dealing with a situation involving her parents. Pam suggested that we should have a conversation about how we need to take better care of our aging parents.

At that moment, Dave, who was in a depressive state that often manifested as anger, abruptly and grumpily interjected that it wasn't the appropriate time or place to discuss such matters. His words were delivered with such force that we all fell silent, and Pam was visibly shaken. This incident followed our usual pattern of "brushing it off" and moving on.

However, this time was different. I couldn't shake off the encounter from my mind. Uncomfortable and unfamiliar thoughts swirled in my head. Why do we simply brush off these situations? Why does Dave speak to people in this manner? Why is this lingering in my thoughts? Although this incident may seem minor in the grand scheme of things, it continued to haunt me, and the unanswered questions persisted.

This marked the beginning of my journey towards departure, as I realized that I could no longer dismiss these occurrences as just "Dave being Dave." The weight of these questions refused to release their grip on my mind.