dragonlady7

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On the darkest day of the year, remembering light. My dad passed away suddenly this morning. I spent all day going through the photos on my computer and my phone, trying to come up with some meaning. I can’t. Life is fragile. He was a wealthy man, and had worked his whole life for it– not money, but family. He was the one who called far-flung family and wrote to old friends, he was the one who put aside everything to give as much of himself as he could to his people,to his children,to his grandchildren. He had everything he wanted, in the end. That was what I kept thinking, as I looked at these pictures– he had everything he wanted. Well, it isn’t fair and I don’t understand it, but it is what it is, and I guess I’m grateful for as much as I got. https://www.instagram.com/p/CJFd6sThdGS/?igshid=3vmdt3futa83 (Your picture was not posted)