My dad and I only became close when I was in my 40's. This is when he first told me he loved me and with that it took away all the bad memories of my growing up. Daddy and I grew from that point forward. What a blessing it was to have not only my Father's love but now my Daddy's love. This began after my youngest daughter had passed in October of 1991 and shortly thereafter he had his first stroke that we grew closer. He realized at that point in his life how precious life was here on earth. I loved my daddy dearly and will miss him. It is going to be hard this coming Sunday with it being the first Father's Day and I don't have my daddy.
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