I am feeling ever so sad so if you are not in the mood to be brought down, avoid reading this post. You may remember me mentioning that my very good friend’s dad wasn’t doing so well. A few years ago he had suffered a heart attack and then later found out he had a tumor on his lung. After 3 years of battling and hoping and trying it all ended Sunday evening. I want to tell my friend that it will get better, but my own experience doesn’t prove that – at least not yet. For me, it seems that as time goes by I miss my dad more and more and carry him everywhere I go. In my mind I keep a file of all that he has missed and wonder how big this file will grow over time. Yes, people tell me that he is watching down on us, but that doesn’t seem to help me any. And so right now I have no words for my friend. Instead, I plan to hold his hand and let him know that I’m here for him.
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