I Wish My Dad Was Still Here To Meet You

iStockPhoto.com / CoffeeAndMilkIt’s one of those things that quietly haunts me, will always sit in the back of my throat whenever I meet someone wonderful, whenever I can taste future in everything we do. It will always be so bittersweet. It will always be an orchestra at someone’s funeral. It’s beautiful, but there is a…

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