Today
People everywhere carry dates heavy inside them, private numerals dense with meaning and worn smooth by attention. We all walk around with a string of them waiting for their yearly turn. Some days are jubilant in announcing their arrival, but others quiet the tongue.
Oh, Dad, we miss you.
And we wait, still, with hope.
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My prayers are with you.
Much love.
Yes. Love to you and yours, for your right now missing.
Holding you close in our prayers.
Thank you, friends.
Prayed for you that day and continue to pray for all of those pockets of grief that pop up without warning.
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. ((Hugs))
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