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Thanks Dad

Happy Father's Day

Some people need a holiday to stop and remember to appreciate a person...I am not one of those people. And theres something beautiful and strange about a gift that Death gives you.... Full appreciation of that person forever, every day you are left behind on the planet without them.
If you are smart you will heed the words of those who know... Appreciate them while they are here.
Although I did appreciate my dad a there is still that desire to have done even more, to not have wasted my time, to have given even more of myself to the family instead of being so wrapped up in my own petty little day to day trials.
My Dad was my protector, my wise man, my loyal rock in the world. He taught me to be my best, do it right the first time so you don't have to redo it, be self sufficient and be brave. He taught me to love music, love art, love life. He wanted the best for me and supported my decision to be an artist even though he warned me being a dentist would make for an easier life. 
I feared him, I love him. He was my Dad. My hero. He saved my life but I couldn't save his.
Every day in my thoughts, in my decision making, in my heart.
They never really leave and if you pay attention very hard while they are here you'll have even more wonderful memories to savor when they have to go.
Thank you Dad, for giving me life. For being my Dad. For all the wonderful memories and love.
Thank you.


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