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Saturday, February 28, 2015
That night after you passed away I drove to your house and lay down on
the floor, as if by getting closer to your house I would still feel your
heart beating. When I heard silence I wept with utter despair. I could
not imagine that someday I would have come this far from that pain, to
this place where I can freely think of you and simply enjoy the memories
of our life's adventure and what an adventure we had! Today I
celebrate your birth dad, my old oak tree full of wisdom and strength. I
raise my glass and toast to the legacy of your life which surrounds me
always.
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