My Daddy died. I can't believe those words came out of my mouth. My Daddy died. He died 12/12/2015. I miss him more every day. I flew from New York to Alabama to be with him in his final days and those days are so precious to me. I'm now back in NY and wondering how my world has come undone like this. I haven't lived at home for 20 years, but knowing that he isn't there anymore is just about more than I can take. I am attaching a picture that was taken the day I finally got to him. I got in his line of sight and he raised his hands. I laid down with him and he lowered his arms and stroked my forehead. My Mom and cousin said he hadn't responded to ANYONE in 2 days before that. I hope the picture doesn't disturb or offend anyone.
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