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Because of His Last, I Remember My Firsts

Because of His Last, I Remember My Firsts

Because of His Last, I Remember My Firsts It was a year ago today that I sat at his bedside and watched as my dad drew his last breath on this earth. I watched as peace washed over his cancer ridden body. The big, strong body that sheltered me as an infant. The body...

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