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Wednesday, 9 February 2011

25 years ago........hard to believe...

This is the Anniversary of my Dad's Death.
It was an aneurysm, so quick for him, a good thing.
Hard on the rest of us.

It is true that time heals,
for me what heals is the sharp edge of pain
the one that takes your breath every time a memory surfaces,
or when the loss registers in the now.

Now, I kinda have conversations with my Dad when
something reminds me of him
or there's something I would've shared with him.

Now, the feelings of loss remain, and the memories are
a tribute to the man who raised me.
Warts and all.


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