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[soliloquy]

In Utah. My brother and his daughter are also staying at my mom's so they can clear out dad's stuff from the garage. We sprinkled my dad's ashes Thanksgiving night, and it was really sad. It felt so final. My youngest sister and my brother were smoking where his ashes were buried and I took my first and last puff of a cigarette. It kind of felt oddly suitable since he was a smoker and all. :-)
Dad's death brought me and my sisters so much closer. It's sad that it took something like this to unite us.

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