April, 30 is the 15th anniversary of my fathers death. We oft times were are odds over many things yet for a few years before he died we started to find common ground. His death hit me hard and I still struggle with it to this day. I miss him still every day.
Funny how things go, when he died I was so angry at him for dying. How could he do that to me? Just as we began to mend and heal our lives together he died! It was Easter Sunday when he died and the holiday has never been the same for me since.
Farewell chocolate bunnies, colored eggs and jelly beans. Goodbye Dad. Love ya still.
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