Thursday, July 30, 2015

...it was then that I carried you

Leave it to my daddy to speak to me from the grave.  I spent half the night awake because a truly horrible dream about my father rocked me to my core and I woke up sobbing.  I couldn't get back to sleep for hours.  I logged into Facebook just now and I had posted this last year.  I miss you dad.  


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