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[fibro_mommy]

Here I sit.  Watching my Dad slip away. In the moments he’s awake we look at old pictures from his childhood and he tells me about them.  I’ve seen a few smiles…the one from his first communion and his swearing in to the Polish army really made him smile.  That was nice.  Last night I was able to talk him into eating a strawberry.  His eyes

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[tynkerbelle]

*HUGE HUGS!!!*