I was 11,163 kilometres from my dad when he died. It's taken a year for my heart to accept that

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This First Person column is written by Ife Adekoya, who lives in Edmonton. For more information about CBC’s First Person stories, please see the FAQ.

As I spoke into my phone In the chill of March 16, 2023, the 11,163 kilometres between my father and me felt further than ever before.

I was on my usual commute to work when I pulled into a cul-de-sac, got out my phone and — as I’ve done thousands of times since immigrating to Edmonton — called my parents’ home in Nigeria. 

My dad had been having health issues and I was intending to visit in June

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