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It is the little things that makes today bearable

My friend text me today to let me know that she was thinking of me and my family today.  My cousin posted on facebook something very similar.  All I could think was they remember.  Because they care.  Because we matter to them and Dad mattered to them.  I talked to my mom today about something that has been bothering me for months.  Dad died on Halloween but it took the nurse a half hour to get there so time of death was called on November 1 @ 12:15 am.    and here is where the first world problems come in :)  My dad's gravestone shows the first.  My mother stated that she has requested the date to be October 31st but was told that they have to list the official date of death.  Dumb!

Anyway as I look over the past year and thing of all the things dad wasn't here for---Marriage, Divorce, Baby, Baptism, World Travels....It makes me sad.  But I know that life must go on.  That although I am sad and really unmotivated today that some where I will see Dad again.

Miss you Dad.  One year down many more to go!  

Looking forward to Halloween with the kids and sisters.  Victoria is so excited to be able to dye her hair and wear makeup.  :)  all about the little things. 

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