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365. Dad

The bookend of my world and 40x365. Dad spoke wisely, believed in joy, thought logically. He invented and created, kept his workplace tidy, preferred home to abroad. He knew and shared the tricks to get through life. I miss him.


Me too.

Lovely bookend.

Because 354 was at the top of the page, I've spent weeks wondering why you stopped posting. Congratulations on finishing. I absolutely loved reading your posts.

What a fantastic journey. Thank you!

Whatever are you going to do now that it is finished?

Me three, Kristen. What a wonderful way to end. I've loved your posts.

Beautiful. You have such a graceful elegant style. I've just started and restarted my own. One of your readers linked to me and reinspired me to start again.


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