POPPY/POP/DADDY
November 3, 2007 | Nostalgia
My beloved father, and grandfather to all of you, and great-grandfather to your children who never knew him, died twenty-eight years ago November 1st. I haven’t stopped crying. Even now, I can hardly write this. The mere thought of my parents sends causes the tears to literally fall like rain. I miss them so much, especially this past year, and most especially my mother. She’s been gone for forty-eight years. I can hardly bear it, and will stop writing. The tears are splashing everywhere. I want to see her so much that I purely ache all over.
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