Hard to believe it is ten years since he passed. My Dad would have been 90 today. Just the other day I came across a book I would have wanted to get him for his birthday. It is so strange how time goes on. This morning a huge owl in the tree in our backyard, one we have heard but never imagined to be so magnificent. A Monday of memory and the grace of small magics and the not so slow turn of our orbits.
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Aww, you guys were cuties. Love ya babe.
So Cute! so handsome! (and so like yourselves even today...)L, J
My dad will be 90 in 19 days. He grows increasingly frail. He's nearly blind and practically deaf, and is a "marginal ambulator." Sometimes I wonder which is worse, losing them suddenly, bang, without warning, or having to watch them slowly, painfully peter away.
Beautifully written.
WOL, hard to say. My Dad died suddenly, my mom took a long time after several operations. On one hand, there is the ability to say last goodbyes, on the other hand maybe it is easier to just go quickly. Still, given the choice, most people I guess would choose living.
thanks, Nan!
and thanks to Bill and Anon :)
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