Whew.
I've survived a full year without my father. I miss him terribly.
Now that all the 'firsts' are done, I hope that life without him will continue to become easier.
I know that he is in a good place and that we will see each other again before he is reborn, hopefully into a happier life. This brings me great comfort.
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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