One month, two days, it still hurts. I still think about him all the time. People ask, "How are you? Are you ok?" What am I supposed to say? How am I? Day to day, yes, I'm ok. My life is going on. I am functioning and doing ok. I am managing. When someone asks me that question though, I automatically think about Daddy. I automatically think
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it sounds like you're handling this better than i know i would
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Just know that folks are thinkin' of you...
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