"As a child I thought if I could touch the sky I could touch the face of God. As a man I learned that all I had to do was touch my own heart"
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My Father’s Death

 

Years ago, when my father died, I thought I had a “moral duty” never to smile or laugh again.  Little did I know that this was all his soul desired for me! 

 

I no longer create emotional shrines to my loved ones when they pass.  After I grieve, as all humans must, I get dressed up and go dancing.