Merry Christmas

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Dad it has been quite a while, but I thought I'd best get on here and say a bit of something. I don't mean that in the way that a person feels when goaded to stand up and say something when he doesn't really want to but has to. I just mean the feeling has welled up long enough that now it has to get up out of me. I think the most important reflections for this year and in this particular day are that I am mostly happy in remembering you. I'm happy because the sting of your leaving is distant, the pit of despair of losing the ability to be with you and the frustration of not having you there when I need you is something I've managed to climb up out of and over. I'm also happy because in the process of climbing out of that pit of despair and overcoming that frustration has been effective because I've learned to see those parts of you in me and in others who's lives you touched. And even in a strange way I see bits of you in my children and in the other lights of the world and this brings a smile to my lips and a quiet peace to my heart for I know that you have not and cannot die.

Thanks Robert

I come here just to see that picture of Dad's smiling face. I just pop open this page and say "hi Dad!" and then go on with my day. Maybe you could give me a copy of this picture?

Raymond