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Preferred pronoun:Maestro
Join Date: Sep 2012
Location: Group W Bench
Posts: 11,351
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Tears flow as I recall my Dad's last night. The sound of family talking - even lightheartedly - coming from the living room as I sat bedside while he drifted in and out of lucidity until he finally breathed his last breath. Thanks for the painful but beautiful memory of those precious moments. Gotta stop - screen too blurry to continue ...
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