Rough Day

[yerbrainondrugs]

I spent the day sifting through my Dad's documents.

I found where he kept his most treasured possessions.  Important, critical documents.  Also, letters and things that clearly moved him. There was a letter from me written to him in crayon wishing him a happy easter.  It rhymed. I must have been like six.  I wish I remember giving it to him.

I found

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[judecorp]

Love. And more love.