I was 8 on that date and my life changed forever. I remember my mom coming home and telling my brothers as they got out of bed that dad had gone to be with God in heaven.
I remember laying there and not wanting to hear that news I remember how sad I felt but not really understanding how life was going to change and how much I would miss him.
I have to say I would rather deal with grief as an 8 year old then grief as an 37 year old. I still love you Dad.
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Hugs to you my friend.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you also. Thank you
ReplyDeleteLove lasts forever. That's the greatest thing about it. :')
ReplyDeleteYes it does and I am happy to have known that love and can remember it.
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