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I don't know why it is that i always remember your passing date so late.
I know that I love you and loved you when you were alive. It is hard for me to deal with I guess. My only surviving parent is now gone and has been gone for over four years. We had such good times together. I used to cook for you and myself. Remember the time with the hot dogs? I spilled the hot water on my leg. I got a second degree burn because of it. It wasn't anyone's fault. I know that I was hurting afterward. There was the time I stepped on the piece of glass that you broke on the floor. I had a time with that. It all comes back to me now I was cruel to have you come in and see the mess. I am guilty of being cruel to you in so many ways. I can't imagine how cruel I was. I regret it now and ask that you forgive me. There are alot of "I's" going around in this piece. Don't mean to be so selfish. There is love for you today as there was when you were alive. I wish that i could convey that to you now and maybe I can with this piece. Thank you for all you taught me. Thank you for the love and the times you stood by me. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you now if I could. Even in this wheelchair, I would still do what I could for you. I love you, Dad.. I love you so very much and hope that I have proved that by this piece.
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