Today is your birthday Dad. You would have been 81. You never needed caregivers. You thought for yourself. You made your own decisions. You were never a burden to anyone at anytime. I have not posted much here because life goes on and I don't want this page to become my shrine to you because I know the day will come and I will stop grieving. I will stop posting. And I will then start feeling guilty because I am healing. It's the human condition, the guilt. So I want to minimize it if I can.
I want to start focusing on your life instead of your death. The last time I saw you, you said "I need to go back and visit Wilson one more time." That's how I know where I need to lay you to rest. This Fall I will drive back to NY and scatter your ashes at Sunset Island in Wilson...the place of our most happy young family memories.
Happy Birthday Dad. I miss you.
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