7 Years
I was remembering my Dad today. 7 years ago, today - he died. His death rests softer on me these days - but there is still an empty place. I'm sure that some of the tears I cried this afternoon were due to thinking of his death, of missing him and of feeling mortal. Before his death, he asked me to look after my Mom and sisters - which I have tried to do - it's not lost on me, that now - it is them, my Mom and sisters who are looking after me.
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