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My father died one month ago today. I don’t know where the time went. Four days ago, I watched the Thanksgiving parade with tears in my eyes, and a strong yearning in my chest. Memories of waking up on Thanksgiving morning to my father switching back and forth between parade coverage on → Read on! On Thursday the 20th, my father will have been in the hospital for a month. It’s weird how the mind adapts to new routines. For the past month, I’ve been at the hospital nearly every day. The image of my father in a hospital bed with tons of wires attached to him is → Read on!  |
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