My Dad died 11 years ago, and I think of him every day. One wise person once told me You never get over losing a loved one, you only get used to it. My dad died one month before my daughter was born, when I look into my daughters eyes at først time, I cried because It was like he was there with me, I always see my daddys eyes reflected in them, she has exact the same eye color as him and the same kindness. He loved holding the three danish grandchildren he got to see when he was alive, and he loved me, Octavio, Arley, Orlibia and Maribel, his 5 sons. He was mi hero, my father. https://youtube/watch?v=IigRv6B763k
Posted on: Tue, 09 Sep 2014 12:16:45 +0000
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