It's one year ago since my father passed away. I miss Dad, but I realize that it's for the best that he's gone. He was pretty feeble the last couple years; he would turned 80 a week ago Sunday which is not bad for a guy who was pretty sure that he would not live all that far past 65.
I know that he is PERFECT now, but I still owe him EVERYTHING. He was/is my best friend and my life is a reflection of his.
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