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My Father passed in 2005. Losing a parent is a rough experience. I had actually moved him in with me when he started to go downhill in 2000. In those 5 years we talked more and learned more about each other than the previous 29 years. Even though he was sick and not mentally at 100% we were able to heal a lot of our past and I feel blessed to have been at his beside holding his hand while I told him it was ok to let go. He passed about 1 minute later. Life is something else.
RIP Dad...
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