I've been good. Really good. I am ready to make the wall hangings with your clothes. I know of two maybe three that are ready to be made. There was a point a few weeks ago, a turning point, where the intense bitterness was released. Instead of wanting to smash your picture in anger and sorrow, I wanted to hug it. I might even be ready to watch some video of you.
Love you dad.
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