Yesterday was the 7th anniversary of my father's death. Hard to believe he could be gone so long. And life goes on. As it will when I die, too, I realize. I miss...the good days, when he was strong and lucid...not the end days when he was ditzy and difficult to manage, like a 5 year old with keys to the car. We lived in fear that he'd kill
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