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[much_ado]

"She was the kind of person who would walk into work on a Monday morning with her travel mug of coffee clenched in one hand; a copy of bell hooks under one arm, and a package of little plastic of "B-Movie Horror Victims" figurines under the other. She looked so normal, but with random clues that one maybe should not trust to judge the book by its

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[make_your_move]

I'm sorry about your Dad. I remember watching the last year of my Dad's life and he was not the vibrant man I knew, but I was happy just to sit and hear him talk.

Much love to you in the time ahead.

[much_ado]

Thanks, Mym.

[dicea]

Thank you for this.

[rectangularcat]

Different circumstances but my father's youth and childhood are a mystery to me too. I don't think I will ever know and that makes me sad in a way. I cherish the couple good visits in the past couple of years and am trying to move beyond my current frustrations with him and his diminished mental competencies.

I am pretty sure no one will say my dad had a good life when he goes. He is not a villain but he has no long term relationships with anyone but us kids.

[rectangularcat]

Ack, posted before I meant to.

Sorry to hear about your dad though. It isn't easy to visit in an institutionalized setting. Much love to you for the path ahead.