This morning I'm remembering my dad, whose birthday is today.
It's difficult to believe that my Dad passed over 2 years ago in August 2008, because he's always still around in some way: either through the letters I write to others (which he always did) books I read, Dunkin' Donuts coffee (he liked it black with sugar- yes, I remember) or many other things.
So, today in honor of what would've been my dad's birthday I started reading a book by one of his favorite authors. I'm reading Vince Flynn's "Extreme Measures" (fiction) which is a thriller featuring Mitch Rapp, a character who works for the CIA. I think that as I read it (even through my thoughts) that dad can hear it, as if I'm reading it to him. Happy Birthday, Dad, I know you can hear me!
*I suggest that if you've lost a loved one, do something that they used to enjoy doing, and tell them you're doing it for them as a remembrance. They would want us to remember them in a good way, and doing something they would enjoy is a nice tribute to them.
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