My
Dad died a few days ago. He was 94 and had been ill for a long time,
so it was not entirely unexpected.
It
took awhile, but the grief has started to hit. As today is
Thanksgiving, I want to talk about how much he meant to me, and how
much I am grateful to him for being my Dad.
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