On december 23, 2003 my father had died of pneumonia in both lungs and a brain anerism that had busted when he accidentally fell on december 23rd. So, that night me and my older sister; Kimmie, rushed my dad to the emergency room at UofL Hospital. The next morning at 7 am my father had passed from this world and into the next.
So, on this day i do not mourn his death, but celebrate it, as the people in my family have always done for their loved ones when they pass. Whnen we are young, we are taught that death is not something you should fear, but respect and embrace when your time comes. and i honestly believe that. Altho it is hard to celebrate the passing of a loved one, i kno it is right.
So, to my blessed father, who was a husband, a dad, and a good friend, may your soul be merry in the land of the dead, and may you rest in peace.
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