Christmas is coming up and it's a time of sadness. My dad loved Christmas. Even in his final bed ridden days he was up out of bed in his wheelchair most of the day in his Christmas jumped smiling through all the pain. Christmas will never be the same again. But i for one will carry on celebrating Christmas the way my dad would want. I do this through heartache and pain in hopes he's looking down saying that's my girl. Love you always xxx

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.